One, two, three, up, down, forwards, back. Red fish, blue fish, black fish, catfish.
[low thrumming purr] Yesss... Alive without breath, cold as death, drowns on land, always drinking, clad in mail never clinking.
--Now where did that come from? Surely not a turn of phrase out of this cat's little repertoire. How can you know what you've never
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Hello.
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[his smile widens]
And perhaps a card soldier or two to whet the appetite. Boojums' screams are a little beyond my aptitude.
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--once I have it.
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