[An irritated hiss as she grumbles to herself. Water can be heard like she's on the fountain.]
Tch. What place is this to drag me away? Familiar scents...But this is not home. I do not understand a place that smells familiar but is not. Home is where...
[She cries out sharply in agony.]
Master...Master! My sisters! Gone and stolen away.
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Yes?
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[Trying to recognize that voice.]
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Unless... perhaps I should wait 48 hours before making that assumption.
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But I do not know either.
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I will stay here.
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