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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
By no means Ivan was in the greatest state of mind after the tremors. The days passed lethargically and whenever Ivan wasn't sleeping, he was fuming or pacing. On this day, he would be one of the youngins who would listen to her story. Maybe it wasn't a little known fact, but Ivan was a great fan of stories — good ones that is. Being named after a book character was not an accident in his mind.
"I want to listen." Ivan murmured softly, plopping down next to Leroy and tucking his paws underneath him. One large ear twitched in Octane's direction, but in disinterest. If he had more spirit in him, he might have actually said something about it, but conditions weren't the same and he was still struggling to adapt.
"I want to listen." Ivan murmured softly, plopping down next to Leroy and tucking his paws underneath him. One large ear twitched in Octane's direction, but in disinterest. If he had more spirit in him, he might have actually said something about it, but conditions weren't the same and he was still struggling to adapt.