A World of Violence. (Original/Mixed-Crossover.)
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Booper of Snoots.
- Location
- Tampa, FL.
Snoot Booper.
You look between the two other little ones before you, your mind trying to choose which one to approach. The black one takes a step forward, a light huff coming from their lips. Your head snaps to them and zeroes in. You move over until you're standing right in front of them. You stare each other right in the eye, the big ones watching in silence, waiting to see what happens. You strike.
Boop. The black one blinks, twitches their ears, and snorts. You strike again. Boop. Another snort from the nose you have violently poked with your finger. At that, the adults break out into laughter.
"Oh my, Aila! You've got a booper on your hands!" The largest woman stated as she wiped a tear out of her eye.
"No nose will be safe while this little one is on the loose!" The less dressed one said as she shook her head.
"Indeed." Mom responded. "A booper, just like me when I was a wee lass. Truly, keepin' the family tradition alive, this one." She said with a wistful sigh. She turned her attention back to her compatriots after saying that. "So, what are you both doin' today?"
"Oh, I'm just takin' Flint here for a little walk out in the neighborhood." The large woman stated.
"I'm takin' Rhody out to the park. Get 'er some fresh air and seein' the outside a bit." The less dressed one said with a confident smirk.
"You sure that's not just an excuse to do some more runnin'?" The large woman cheekily asks. As this exchange is going on, you and the black little one have been playing. You poke their nose, they lightly smack your face, causing you to fall over in a faux-twitching pile while the black one gives a chirp of victory. The shy one eventually comes out and joins in on the fun by acting as the distraction while you climb on the black one's back and try to not get shaken off. This continues until eventually you both decide to gang up on the shy one and nom on their ears, ignoring their mewls of protest. They aren't tasty, but they are fun to nom!
"-ow that you both mention it, I'm thinkin' of takin' Tabitha out as well." You stop the chewing of the shy one's ear as you hear your name get called.
"Really? To where?" One of the other's asks?
[]The park.
[]The store.
[]The rest of the neighborhood.
[]Write in.
You look between the two other little ones before you, your mind trying to choose which one to approach. The black one takes a step forward, a light huff coming from their lips. Your head snaps to them and zeroes in. You move over until you're standing right in front of them. You stare each other right in the eye, the big ones watching in silence, waiting to see what happens. You strike.
Boop. The black one blinks, twitches their ears, and snorts. You strike again. Boop. Another snort from the nose you have violently poked with your finger. At that, the adults break out into laughter.
"Oh my, Aila! You've got a booper on your hands!" The largest woman stated as she wiped a tear out of her eye.
"No nose will be safe while this little one is on the loose!" The less dressed one said as she shook her head.
"Indeed." Mom responded. "A booper, just like me when I was a wee lass. Truly, keepin' the family tradition alive, this one." She said with a wistful sigh. She turned her attention back to her compatriots after saying that. "So, what are you both doin' today?"
"Oh, I'm just takin' Flint here for a little walk out in the neighborhood." The large woman stated.
"I'm takin' Rhody out to the park. Get 'er some fresh air and seein' the outside a bit." The less dressed one said with a confident smirk.
"You sure that's not just an excuse to do some more runnin'?" The large woman cheekily asks. As this exchange is going on, you and the black little one have been playing. You poke their nose, they lightly smack your face, causing you to fall over in a faux-twitching pile while the black one gives a chirp of victory. The shy one eventually comes out and joins in on the fun by acting as the distraction while you climb on the black one's back and try to not get shaken off. This continues until eventually you both decide to gang up on the shy one and nom on their ears, ignoring their mewls of protest. They aren't tasty, but they are fun to nom!
"-ow that you both mention it, I'm thinkin' of takin' Tabitha out as well." You stop the chewing of the shy one's ear as you hear your name get called.
"Really? To where?" One of the other's asks?
[]The park.
[]The store.
[]The rest of the neighborhood.
[]Write in.
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- Location
- Canada
[X]The rest of the neighborhood.
'Round the hood.
- Location
- Tampa, FL.
Tour around the neighborhood.
"I'm taking Tabitha here for a wee walk around the neighborhood." Mom stated.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." The less clothed one stated. She reached down and picked up her little one, freeing them from the ear gnawing of the black one. "I better get goin', Rhody an' I have a park to get to." She said as she placed her little one on her shoulders. The shy one looked down at you and the black one, their eyes curious and their ears twitching.
"See ya', Honey!" Your mother and the big woman stated as the less dressed one left with the shy one.
"I'm thinkin' of headin' to the store with Flint, she could use seeing new faces while I pick up some things." The big woman stated after a moment as she and Mom watched the less clothed one left.
"Alright, Tulia, I'll see you later then!" Mom replied as she reach down and picks you up. "Come on, Tabitha. Time to show you around the neighborhood." You look over to the black one as their big one picks them up. They snort at you. You stick out your tongue in response. The black one narrows their eyes in turn. And with that, the two big ones took their little ones on their separate ways.
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All around you, you see more living structures like your own. The precise design was slightly different every few structures, though they all kept the same basic overall build. Mom kept walking on the sides of a large, dark grey lane. On occasion, a solid, moving box thing containing a person would drive up or down it, moving faster than Mom but not incredibly so. You are mesmerized at the sight of them when they come down lane, noting their different colors, designs, and the people inside.
"Car's are nice, dear, but always remember not to go on the street when they're comin' and goin'. They're fast, but they break badly when they hit someone." Mom told you. You pay her words little mind as you continue to look around as she walks you through the place. On occasion, you see a big one going about their business, cutting the green around their structure, walking a little four legged thing, talking with another big one, ect.
"Hello, Aila." A male stated as he poured water on some pretty colorful things growing from the ground. He seemed to be the same age as Mom and Dad, though he had scars like Granddad. Well, not like Granddad. Granddad has only one across his face, this guy has like 4 running down the side of his face. "That your new baby?"
"Aye, Neal. 'Er name's Tabitha." Mom said, a hint of pride in her voice.
"She's adorable! We're thinkin' of havin' some more kids of our own soon." The man stated.
"Well, let us know what you and Hann decide. We'll be here for ya'!" Mom said with a friendly wave. And so it went like this. Mom showed you around the place, a big circular arrangement of structures on either side of the dark-grey lane, which splits out on occasion leading somewhere else.
In that time, you see lots of different kinds of peoples. Some are with little ones like you, some were dull-colored like Granddad, and some wore things to cover their faces.
"Hahka, you know you don't need to wear a mask anymore." Mom said to one man in particular, his ears shorter than most due to them having been chewed or torn down to half the normal size. Hard to tell, you just know that whatever happened wasn't pretty.
"Ah, hello their Aila. I know, but I feel more comfortable with this old thing on." He said as he gave his facial covering a knock with his knuckles.
"But there are no...." Mom stopped, looking uncomfortable as she softly spoke, "you know whats in here." The man shifted uncomfortably.
"....Still, I....feel more comfortable with it on." Mom just nodded.
"Alright, Hahka. Stay safe." She said in understanding.
"Same to you, Aila." The man said with a nod back. Your walk around the structures has you pass by bigger little ones, who seem to be in in the process of growing bigger since they're bigger than yourself but not as big as the big ones.
"Anyway, Tabitha, this here's the playground." Mom said towards the grouping of smaller structures that the big-little on...little-big one.....middle ones, were playing in, on, and around, their parents keeping an eye on them. You look over the assortment of things to play on here: A bunch of bars in a horizontal row several feet off the ground to climb on, a slide to slide down, a rotating thing to hang on to, some swinging seats to sit on. Between that and the normal play the middle ones were participating in, this place looked like a lot of fun! "When you're a bit older, I'll be takin' you here to play with your friends."
After you left that place, more walking around the circular arrangement of structures took place before you were back at your own structure. You recognized it when Mom walked to the opening and entered, showing the inside you remember from yesterday. You make a mental note to remember the outside and how it looked: Dark brown body and red top, with a metal thing that looked like one of those four legged creatures you saw people walking standing on three legs, one of its front ones raised as its head stared upwards. It was cute and you wanted to chew on it for some reason.
"Alright, dear, we're ho-Athul, what's that wee thing?" Mom began before recognizing Granddad playing with something on the ground.
"This? It's a pupper's what it is!" Granddad stated, a tiny, fat version of the four legged things from before shaking like a leaf on the floor next to Granddad. Mom lets you go on the floor, where upon you cautiously approach the new creature.
"You got a Wolf-Hound puppy? Why? We already have Tabitha." Mom joked.
"Because, lass, I thought the girl could use a playmate. Also because I wanted someone to help me with the nightshift." Granddad explained. "Also, she's not a Wolf-Hound, she's a lapdog. Entirely different."
"But lapdogs aren't good for guardin' houses." Mom stated.
"But they are adorable." Granddad said with a wide smirk. He looked down to you as you cautiously approach the shaking creature. "So, Tabby, what do you think of your new friend?"
You-
[]Observe.
[]Sniff.
[]Write in.
Then you-
[]Poke its nose.
[]Flick its ears.
[]Lick its face.
[]Check on its ear.
[]Write in.
"I'm taking Tabitha here for a wee walk around the neighborhood." Mom stated.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." The less clothed one stated. She reached down and picked up her little one, freeing them from the ear gnawing of the black one. "I better get goin', Rhody an' I have a park to get to." She said as she placed her little one on her shoulders. The shy one looked down at you and the black one, their eyes curious and their ears twitching.
"See ya', Honey!" Your mother and the big woman stated as the less dressed one left with the shy one.
"I'm thinkin' of headin' to the store with Flint, she could use seeing new faces while I pick up some things." The big woman stated after a moment as she and Mom watched the less clothed one left.
"Alright, Tulia, I'll see you later then!" Mom replied as she reach down and picks you up. "Come on, Tabitha. Time to show you around the neighborhood." You look over to the black one as their big one picks them up. They snort at you. You stick out your tongue in response. The black one narrows their eyes in turn. And with that, the two big ones took their little ones on their separate ways.
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All around you, you see more living structures like your own. The precise design was slightly different every few structures, though they all kept the same basic overall build. Mom kept walking on the sides of a large, dark grey lane. On occasion, a solid, moving box thing containing a person would drive up or down it, moving faster than Mom but not incredibly so. You are mesmerized at the sight of them when they come down lane, noting their different colors, designs, and the people inside.
"Car's are nice, dear, but always remember not to go on the street when they're comin' and goin'. They're fast, but they break badly when they hit someone." Mom told you. You pay her words little mind as you continue to look around as she walks you through the place. On occasion, you see a big one going about their business, cutting the green around their structure, walking a little four legged thing, talking with another big one, ect.
"Hello, Aila." A male stated as he poured water on some pretty colorful things growing from the ground. He seemed to be the same age as Mom and Dad, though he had scars like Granddad. Well, not like Granddad. Granddad has only one across his face, this guy has like 4 running down the side of his face. "That your new baby?"
"Aye, Neal. 'Er name's Tabitha." Mom said, a hint of pride in her voice.
"She's adorable! We're thinkin' of havin' some more kids of our own soon." The man stated.
"Well, let us know what you and Hann decide. We'll be here for ya'!" Mom said with a friendly wave. And so it went like this. Mom showed you around the place, a big circular arrangement of structures on either side of the dark-grey lane, which splits out on occasion leading somewhere else.
In that time, you see lots of different kinds of peoples. Some are with little ones like you, some were dull-colored like Granddad, and some wore things to cover their faces.
"Hahka, you know you don't need to wear a mask anymore." Mom said to one man in particular, his ears shorter than most due to them having been chewed or torn down to half the normal size. Hard to tell, you just know that whatever happened wasn't pretty.
"Ah, hello their Aila. I know, but I feel more comfortable with this old thing on." He said as he gave his facial covering a knock with his knuckles.
"But there are no...." Mom stopped, looking uncomfortable as she softly spoke, "you know whats in here." The man shifted uncomfortably.
"....Still, I....feel more comfortable with it on." Mom just nodded.
"Alright, Hahka. Stay safe." She said in understanding.
"Same to you, Aila." The man said with a nod back. Your walk around the structures has you pass by bigger little ones, who seem to be in in the process of growing bigger since they're bigger than yourself but not as big as the big ones.
"Anyway, Tabitha, this here's the playground." Mom said towards the grouping of smaller structures that the big-little on...little-big one.....middle ones, were playing in, on, and around, their parents keeping an eye on them. You look over the assortment of things to play on here: A bunch of bars in a horizontal row several feet off the ground to climb on, a slide to slide down, a rotating thing to hang on to, some swinging seats to sit on. Between that and the normal play the middle ones were participating in, this place looked like a lot of fun! "When you're a bit older, I'll be takin' you here to play with your friends."
After you left that place, more walking around the circular arrangement of structures took place before you were back at your own structure. You recognized it when Mom walked to the opening and entered, showing the inside you remember from yesterday. You make a mental note to remember the outside and how it looked: Dark brown body and red top, with a metal thing that looked like one of those four legged creatures you saw people walking standing on three legs, one of its front ones raised as its head stared upwards. It was cute and you wanted to chew on it for some reason.
"Alright, dear, we're ho-Athul, what's that wee thing?" Mom began before recognizing Granddad playing with something on the ground.
"This? It's a pupper's what it is!" Granddad stated, a tiny, fat version of the four legged things from before shaking like a leaf on the floor next to Granddad. Mom lets you go on the floor, where upon you cautiously approach the new creature.
"You got a Wolf-Hound puppy? Why? We already have Tabitha." Mom joked.
"Because, lass, I thought the girl could use a playmate. Also because I wanted someone to help me with the nightshift." Granddad explained. "Also, she's not a Wolf-Hound, she's a lapdog. Entirely different."
"But lapdogs aren't good for guardin' houses." Mom stated.
"But they are adorable." Granddad said with a wide smirk. He looked down to you as you cautiously approach the shaking creature. "So, Tabby, what do you think of your new friend?"
You-
[]Observe.
[]Sniff.
[]Write in.
Then you-
[]Poke its nose.
[]Flick its ears.
[]Lick its face.
[]Check on its ear.
[]Write in.
- Location
- Canada
[X]Sniff.
[X]Poke its nose.
[X]Poke its nose.
Oros Appearance.
- Location
- Tampa, FL.
(Oros resemble Monster Musume Kobolds, like Polt. So this:I imagine our character might look something likeor
Although I don't know how anthropormorphised our species is. I know we have long ears. Do we have a tail? Are we completely covered in fur? Are we more fox like, or more cat like? So many questions.
= what an adult female Normal Oros [Like Honey, for example] would look like, though they'd lack a tail. Fur color would also vary depending on Nation.
Though their limbs are more human-like, lacking pads and being with human proportions, and they lack tails. Males and females have the same sized muzzles, I.E: Small like Polts'. Thus, technically, they are closer to doggos than cats.
Hope that answers your question, feel free to ask any more questions you may have, I'm more than happy to answer them, unless I can't due to the answer being a spoiler or surprise for later. Still, again, feel free to ask!)
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Tormenter of Puppies.
- Location
- Tampa, FL.
Pupper.
You decide to sniff at the little creature first before you do anything else. It smells of anxiety and treats. This gets its attention and the being, still shaking, waddles forward awkwardly. It is as ridiculous looking as it is hilarious, earning it a snort from you. It stops in front of you, sniffing you right back. You reward its bravery with a flick to its nose. It lands back on its hindquarters, sneezing.
"Ha! Looks like she likes you, Sasha!" Granddad stated with amusement. The tiny thing looked upwards, trying to look at granddad, and ended up falling backwards unto its back for its trouble. You snort while Mom joins Granddad in chuckling outright.
"Oh, she is a silly one, Athul." Mom said with a shake of her head.
"That's what makes her a keeper to be the family dog!" Granddad joyfully uttered.
"Is Curan aware that you got us a puppy?" Mom asked. Granddad waved her off.
"Aye, aye, lass. He knows." Granddad said with a nod. "No need to worry about him dyin' of surprise from findin' a wee pupper in the house." As the adults talked, you busied yourself with playing with the odd creature. You chase after it, running it down and cutting off its route of escape, causing it to try and run the otherway, causing you to run in front of it again and keep the cycle going. "-Would'ja look at that! She's like a Cheshire, our bonnie lass!"
"I'll say." Mom said. As you prepare to out run the increasingly tired creature again, Mom picks you up and lifts you up to her shoulder. "Come on, Tabitha, time to leave the puppy alone." You stare down at the creature as it lays down, exhausted from the chase. It will not escape you next time.
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The rest of the day went by in a flash. You spent most of it playing, familiarizing yourself with the layout of the structure you were in, and tormenting your new victi-er, playmate. All in all, a good day. Soon, however, you find yourself:
[]Being taught by Mom how to speak.
[]Meeting Granddads friends.
[]Getting into trouble.
[]Write in.
You decide to sniff at the little creature first before you do anything else. It smells of anxiety and treats. This gets its attention and the being, still shaking, waddles forward awkwardly. It is as ridiculous looking as it is hilarious, earning it a snort from you. It stops in front of you, sniffing you right back. You reward its bravery with a flick to its nose. It lands back on its hindquarters, sneezing.
"Ha! Looks like she likes you, Sasha!" Granddad stated with amusement. The tiny thing looked upwards, trying to look at granddad, and ended up falling backwards unto its back for its trouble. You snort while Mom joins Granddad in chuckling outright.
"Oh, she is a silly one, Athul." Mom said with a shake of her head.
"That's what makes her a keeper to be the family dog!" Granddad joyfully uttered.
"Is Curan aware that you got us a puppy?" Mom asked. Granddad waved her off.
"Aye, aye, lass. He knows." Granddad said with a nod. "No need to worry about him dyin' of surprise from findin' a wee pupper in the house." As the adults talked, you busied yourself with playing with the odd creature. You chase after it, running it down and cutting off its route of escape, causing it to try and run the otherway, causing you to run in front of it again and keep the cycle going. "-Would'ja look at that! She's like a Cheshire, our bonnie lass!"
"I'll say." Mom said. As you prepare to out run the increasingly tired creature again, Mom picks you up and lifts you up to her shoulder. "Come on, Tabitha, time to leave the puppy alone." You stare down at the creature as it lays down, exhausted from the chase. It will not escape you next time.
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The rest of the day went by in a flash. You spent most of it playing, familiarizing yourself with the layout of the structure you were in, and tormenting your new victi-er, playmate. All in all, a good day. Soon, however, you find yourself:
[]Being taught by Mom how to speak.
[]Meeting Granddads friends.
[]Getting into trouble.
[]Write in.
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Speech Lessons.
- Location
- Tampa, FL.
Learning to talk....Er, kind of.
It's been some time since you first woke up into this world. '98' 'days' to be exact! What? You can count! Well, okay, you can't actually count that high yet. You just knew that because Mom had started sitting you down and teaching you words. It wasn't anything complicated, just getting you to understand what those funny sounds the big ones made meant by attaching them to concepts you'd figured out yourself. Like, you'd known what a 'day' was for a while now. You just didn't know what the 'word' for it was.
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"Apa." Mom said to you as showed you a red 'fruit' while seated in front of you. You'd eaten several before, so you recognized how tasty the thing before you was. It's distinctive shiny red skin and little brown 'stem' thingy was easily recognizable. "Okay, honey? This is an Apa." You give a huff of confirmation and nod. Mom smiles as she puts it on a 'plate' on the ground. A second and third 'plate' are also arranged before you, each with their own object.
"Now, honey. Can you point to the Bánki?" She asks you. You take your hand and point a finger to one the other objects, another 'fruit' that was a dark green and speckled with black spots. You peeled its skin off and ate its chewy insides, which your little mind finds to be extremely hard core!
"Good, Tabitha, good! What about the toy?" Mom asks to which you simply point to your doll. It's in the shape of a person and and has simple features, like little black eyes made of 'glass' and no mouth. It apparently used to be Mom's, if you understood her words right when she gave it to you some time ago.
"You are doing very good, honey." Mom said, pride evident in her face. "Now, try saying Apa."
You open your mouth and try to replicate the words, but your mouth refuses to do the proper motions and you instead get a strangled gargling noise. Mom just smiles knowingly. "Don't worry, honey. You'll get it eventually."
Something catches her eye and she smirks. "Now, Tabitha: Can you catch the puppy?" Your head snaps to where she glanced and catch sight of your prey: 'Sasha' was awkwardly coming up from the stairs, dragging her little self up to the second floor. She's gotten bigger, just as you have, but not by much. The puppy catches sight of you staring at her and immediately starts shivering in terror. Not that you blame her: You got in trouble when you bit one of her ears too hard by accident and now her left ear droops half way rather than being totally alert like the other one. You grin mischievously as you march on over and pick up the fat 'puppy' with ease with one arm. Mom laughs.
"A fine catch, my little huntress." Mom said as she shook her head in amusement. "She will make for a great stew!" You're pretty sure that Mom was just joking with what she said going by her town, but her words just got Sasha to start shaking a whole lot more.
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And so the lessons continued. You played with your 'friends' in the 'neighborhood', terrified Sasha when you could get away with it, and all in all kept yourself busy at home. No matter how much you explore it, the 'house' continues to intrigue you. Eventually;
[]You learn to walk on your own two feet.
[]You make friends with some neighborhood animals.
[]Write in.
It's been some time since you first woke up into this world. '98' 'days' to be exact! What? You can count! Well, okay, you can't actually count that high yet. You just knew that because Mom had started sitting you down and teaching you words. It wasn't anything complicated, just getting you to understand what those funny sounds the big ones made meant by attaching them to concepts you'd figured out yourself. Like, you'd known what a 'day' was for a while now. You just didn't know what the 'word' for it was.
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"Apa." Mom said to you as showed you a red 'fruit' while seated in front of you. You'd eaten several before, so you recognized how tasty the thing before you was. It's distinctive shiny red skin and little brown 'stem' thingy was easily recognizable. "Okay, honey? This is an Apa." You give a huff of confirmation and nod. Mom smiles as she puts it on a 'plate' on the ground. A second and third 'plate' are also arranged before you, each with their own object.
"Now, honey. Can you point to the Bánki?" She asks you. You take your hand and point a finger to one the other objects, another 'fruit' that was a dark green and speckled with black spots. You peeled its skin off and ate its chewy insides, which your little mind finds to be extremely hard core!
"Good, Tabitha, good! What about the toy?" Mom asks to which you simply point to your doll. It's in the shape of a person and and has simple features, like little black eyes made of 'glass' and no mouth. It apparently used to be Mom's, if you understood her words right when she gave it to you some time ago.
"You are doing very good, honey." Mom said, pride evident in her face. "Now, try saying Apa."
You open your mouth and try to replicate the words, but your mouth refuses to do the proper motions and you instead get a strangled gargling noise. Mom just smiles knowingly. "Don't worry, honey. You'll get it eventually."
Something catches her eye and she smirks. "Now, Tabitha: Can you catch the puppy?" Your head snaps to where she glanced and catch sight of your prey: 'Sasha' was awkwardly coming up from the stairs, dragging her little self up to the second floor. She's gotten bigger, just as you have, but not by much. The puppy catches sight of you staring at her and immediately starts shivering in terror. Not that you blame her: You got in trouble when you bit one of her ears too hard by accident and now her left ear droops half way rather than being totally alert like the other one. You grin mischievously as you march on over and pick up the fat 'puppy' with ease with one arm. Mom laughs.
"A fine catch, my little huntress." Mom said as she shook her head in amusement. "She will make for a great stew!" You're pretty sure that Mom was just joking with what she said going by her town, but her words just got Sasha to start shaking a whole lot more.
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And so the lessons continued. You played with your 'friends' in the 'neighborhood', terrified Sasha when you could get away with it, and all in all kept yourself busy at home. No matter how much you explore it, the 'house' continues to intrigue you. Eventually;
[]You learn to walk on your own two feet.
[]You make friends with some neighborhood animals.
[]Write in.
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