Charlie grabbed a silver ornament with his puffy tail and walked to a tree in the Mansion's yard. He reached his tail up as high as he could, and the ornament slid onto a branch. It was a close-to-the-ground branch, but what could you expect from a small-sized, five-pound dog?
(2)
"you look like a glitter queen Rox" Rose meowed slipping out from under the tree,she began licking her paws.(4)
Charlie ran back inside the mansion, grabbed red and green tinsel, and raced into the Mess Hall. He was a really big fan of tinsel now.
"You could use a little festiveness, mister dead cat!" He threw a little tinsel on the dead cat and ran around the room, throwing more of it.
(3)
Fang padded around, looking at the other cats with their decorations and whatnot. He wondered if maybe he should help out with something, instead of just feeling like a lump of fur.
Charlie approached Fang.
"Hi! Can you help me hang ornaments on the tree out there?" He asked, pointing in the direction of where the silver ornament he had hung was. His little Pomeranian face was like; 
Fang smirked, looking at Charlie's expression. "Sure." He meowed, following Charlie towards the tree.
Shakes off pelt,and pads into her house,coming out with a Christmas cookie in her mouth that her twoleg's left for her. She is a spoiled kitty pet.
Charlie grabbed a red ornament and handed it to Fang.
"Can you hang this way up there, the very top?" He pointed his nose to the top.
(5)
Fang nodded. "No problem." He meowed, scrabbling up the tree with the ornament held carefully in his mouth. He hung it gingerly, leaping back down.
Rose sat on top the fence watching the dog and Fang, she meows a hello.
Saina, a black she-cat, pulled out some christmas lights.
Fang waved his tail, showing he had heard Rose.
"Thanks Fang!" Charlie barked. He raced inside the mansion, grabbed purple tinsel, and raced to the tree again. He threw the tinsel on it.
(6)
Fang grabbed a panful of tinsel as well. He tossed it on the tree, admiring the way it shimmered.
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Her gentle paws thud against the ground as she raced into the area, her gorgeous blue eyes widening at the colours of the festivities. Magic giggled excitedly and went off to grab her paints, the young cat having a store nearby. She began to paint herself, using a small puddle as a mirror, in festive greens and reds, her expression giddy and freshly excited. The stylist made something of a scarf out of tinsel then ran, with her paint pallet tied to her back using some rope she'd found, to find someone, or something, to paint. "Happy holidays everycat!"
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Rose meowed at the dog,"what are you? and what are you doing?" she asked.(6)
Charlie grabbed a wreath in his jaws and hung it on a stair railing.
"Hi cat! I'm decorating for the holidays! 'Tis the season!" He barked happily.
(7)
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Skyla prodded a shiny round object with her paw. It rolled, and she saw that it had a hook. She picked it up in her teeth and hung it in a tree.
Tal grabbed another piece of tinsel, draping it over the stairs. They looked wonderfully festive now. If only he could do something else, that's it! Grappling a bottle of glitter, he threw it over the tinsel, now they sparkled. The Elite looked marvellous.
"Mine name is Rose" she meowed. She liked dogs,other then the really tall ones. they were annoying. "Whatcha doin? Other then hanging tinsel? I could help! i love to help!" she meowed.