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[html]  Maybe they can devise some way to catch the seagulls and eat them :E
She did care, in a way. Because if she could find out what was making Zana cry, then she could go and take care of it so that she wouldn't cry any more. Zana's crying was one of the most annoying things in the world. Anything that would make it stop would be something that she was interested in. "Tell me. Tell me what makes you cry and I will get it."
The shifted coyote sat back, shaking her head. Zana thought that she was mean? She wasn't mean. It was Zana that was mean!"I am not mean! You are mean. You taked my Zeke away--I do not see him hardly at all any more."
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