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@ -284,7 +284,7 @@ She nodded. "She cut off the first, eighth, part of the ninth, and now the entir
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Motes groaned and rolled onto her back, holding her paws up in the air to inspect her claws. "Which is stupid, because Sasha is nice!"
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"She really is, though I have not has as much a chance to speak with her as I might like. She was the last straw in a whole series of events. She does not like Sasha, does not like you, she *really* does not like the family dynamic you have set up."
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"She really is, though I have not had as much a chance to speak with her as I might like. She was the last straw in a whole series of events. She does not like Sasha, does not like you, she *really* does not like the family dynamic you have set up."
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Bristling, Motes glared over at Dry Grass. "It is all well and good that she not like me, but to not like my family is bullcrap."
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@ -298,6 +298,8 @@ Sarah laughed, and Motes felt the sound in the air as she breezed past.
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*Do not worry, my dear,* Dry Grass had said. *You are stuck with me for a good while yet.*
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*I would rather tell Hammered Silver to go fuck herself,* Dry Grass had said in the end.
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Perhaps Dry Grass had excused herself from the sixth stanza. Perhaps she had taken an opportunity to make her opinions known. Perhaps she had spoken up, talked back, shot down a little bit of Hammered Silver's authority by standing up for Motes.
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Perhaps she ought to hug Dry Grass extra-tight next time she saw her.
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