[It's a beautiful morning in Luceti. The sun is shining, the grass is green, and there's a small dot hurtling down from the sky which is neither bird nor plane.
The "dot" slams into a large oak tree near the centre of the village, whose branches groan in pain as they bend to absorb the energy of the landing, then fling her back up into the air. Now
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Just hanging around?
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Hey Mr. Kitty Cat! Do you know where this is?
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Is everyone else a talking kitty like you?
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[She struggles to free herself. Wanna pet the kitty so bad right now.]
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