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The man handed the child one of the children. He had no idea which one of the rats it was, but it did not matter, because they looked the same. The little thing whimpered lowly, a bit confused because this was a completely new scent. They were too far away for Firefly to hear a quiet complain. It would be worse if they were to start their screaming chorus, which happened too often. They had no reason to. Their small belly’s were bloated and full, and they were a bit tired, and therefore they would probably not make a lot of fuzz without a good reason. The adult male thought about Mew’s litter. Did her heart still sting when she laid her eyes upon the small children? Did she wish that they were hers? Did they look like any of hers? He had never seen the litter, had not even been in the lands when it had happen. He had arrived at the after-match and created hell for the guilty individual and her clan.
”Feel free to babysit as often as you want when their mother is away.” It would be hard since Firefly was their mother, but the least he could do was to ask, if only to openly invite her to take part of their lives as their aunt. |
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