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    Fallenkit rolled over on the floor of the Nursery continuously, collecting dirt in her once-clean dark-brown tabby pelt. The dirt felt good on her fur as it had cooled down overnight and now made the heat actually bearable. Hot morning sun leaked through the heavy bramble canopy, lighting up her golden stripes. As she looked around the den cautiously, the only remaining cats left in the den was her. Sigh. Sometimes she wished she had someone to talk to...