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fantasy story of Chizuru Ikewaki :
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"Then it's been too long since you had a pussy cat," Josie said with
confidence.
"Yes," Anitta said, reaching out to stroke one of the quieter kitten's on
the head, "it's been too long."
Chaos stalked the rubber mouse carefully, body hugged to the kitchen floor
with his tail wagging in the air. Anitta watched from the counter, stifling an
urge to laugh at the young cat's seriousness. When Chizuru Ikewaki had chosen the black and
white kitten, it had adjusted to Chizuru's apartment rapidly, after a few days of
meowing for it's companions. To keep Chaos (who fast earned the name) happy,
she had bought several cat toys and spent much of Chizuru's free time playing with
him.
Now the high speed kitten was a young cat, nearly a year old. The rubber
mouse, unsuspecting of it's fate, contemplated Anitta with eyes of black
plastic.
Don't look at m
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