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Flay carefully moved towards her siblings, and as she took a seat beside Tempokit her worries vanished. Maybe this kitten would be quiet? Or would she be as loud and rambunctious as her other litter-mates. Flay sure hoped not. Why would her mother need another screaming mouth to feed? A quiet mouth would do well enough. Flammablekit herself could be quite a handful but she hadn't grown into it yet. The power that was waiting to surge into her muscles was also waiting for the right time. Maybe at two moons, maybe at three, maybe all the way to apprenticeship. Flammable wasn't sure she'd be able to wait that long.
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