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[ from here

it's also a hand sliding under the blanket ]

Comments

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Where am I going to get fruit?

[switchcraft]

That's another factor altogether. The things ravens eat aren't all bad. Fruits, berries, grains...

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Aren't they scavengers?

[switchcraft]

Yes, that too.

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We'll avoid the carrion.

[switchcraft]

[awwwww]

All right.

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[ cuddling right up to ]

...you're warm.

[switchcraft]

So are you.

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I guess it isn't all bad.

[switchcraft]

No?

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There are some benefits. Provided Altair doesn't try to eat you.

[switchcraft]

I don't see why he would.

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He's a dog. You're a cat.

[switchcraft]

He was never horrid to Beauregard.

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In all fairness, your cat probably weighs more than he does.

[switchcraft]

Really?

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Honestly, I'm surprised that animal is able to walk.

[switchcraft]

He's very determined.

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[ please don't claw me for that ]

Apparently so.

[switchcraft]

[I won't, I won't]

It doesn't bother him.

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[ thank you ]

He isn't a stupid cat...

[switchcraft]

Not in the least.

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His legs hurt when he stands on you, though.

[switchcraft]

That's true of any animal.

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Some are worse about it than others.