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[A pair of yellow eyes momentarily viewed the comm screen, before Willow backed the communicator away - her face carefully still as she struggled to ignore the kitten atop her head, and the smile tugging at the corner's of her mouth.
Madame Smudge, for her part, was more interested in the communicator than the vampire nested beneath her magnificent belly. Her claw darted - momentarily filling up the screen before Willow again maneuvered it away.]
Does anyone know where to get kitty food?
Madame Smudge, for her part, was more interested in the communicator than the vampire nested beneath her magnificent belly. Her claw darted - momentarily filling up the screen before Willow again maneuvered it away.]
Does anyone know where to get kitty food?
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