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AND WITH MY OPENED MOUTH

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Volatile never thought he'd come back to this place. It's been a while though, so he wasn't quite sure if anyone would remember him. Oh well, he didn't care too much. He just needed a place to settle down for a little bit and relax, make some friends, and maybe other things. Who knew. Anyways, the maine coon made his way to the border and waited there, huffing. This place still seemed.. homey, he supposed.

[W]isker

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