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Dakota nodded. She went to the scent marker. "Ah. Well- goodbye.. I mean, if I never see you again." She looked nervously into the woods. "If I don't come back in 3 days, consider me dead."
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"My saying still stands." Dakota sighed. "Thanks- I'll go find that house- if there is one."
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Dakota looked around. Alright, where is it... After what felt like hours of searching, she came up to a large figure. This must be it. She looked into the doorway. She took a few steps in, and tilted her head. This is barley creepy. She shrugged. Little did she know, something was there, watching her.
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Dakota yawned on the old, mothball smelling bed. "It's better than nothing." She mumbled. As she laid down, she felt uneasy. Then, footsteps. "Who's there?!" She called out. The footsteps stopped, then started again. Prepared to meet certain doom. The thing making the noise rounded the corner. She started to yowl, then stopped. "What the-"
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Dakota tilted her head. "A kit? How are you a monster?" The kit tilted his head. "What? I'm not a monster!" It squeaked. She looked cconfused. "Eh... do you have a parent of some kind?" "Nope! Just me." The kit looked up. "I'm Dusty!" Dakota got off the bed. "Er.. if you want this place to yourself-" "No! Please stay!"
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Dakota stretched. The kid laid beside her. "Erm... kit?" She pushed him aside. She got up. Once she was out the door, Dakota smelled the morning air. It was nice. It'd be nicer if she was alone. The kit was getting up. She looked back and ran as fast as she could towards the border.
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Dakota waited at the border. She hoped he remembered to meet her.
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Dakota backed up. "Woah there, cowboy!" She laughed. "Anyway.. I found the house." She grimaced. "And the 'beast'."
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"It wasn't a beast, it was a kit, and I left it there for now, but I don't know how to take care of one."
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"I don't necessarily 'like' kits." Dakota said, and looked at him. "Does Jack know about this?"
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Heh YEAH AND ITS ALL OVER MY PROFFILE
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Dakota rolled her eyes. "He's fine. Annoying. Why anyone would want kits, beats me." She licked her paw. "Do you want to go see the house?"
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"Really? He doesn't mind you hanging out with a mouse brained babe like me?" She meowed, smirking. "Aiight. Follow me."
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"I guess your right." Dakota followed her own scent to the house. "Here it is." She showed him, going up to the broken doorway.
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Heh
A little message to u when u stalk me
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yes. I am a paranoid scardy cat
TPBM went to camp this summer
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"Knock yourself out." Dakota shrugged.
Dusty the kit saw a tom come in. "HAII!:
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Bc star is such a stalker
she knows where I live]
I live interror
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"Dusty!" He squeaked, and pounced on Jake.
Dakota grabbed the kit by his scruff. "Sorry." She set down the kit and whispered to him. "Go back and calm down."