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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2019 12:02:19 GMT -5
BLAKE The small mouse was frightened. He had woken up to being in a small cage, humans looking down at him. He was terrified. How did he get here? Where was Heaven and Redwood Forest?
His small heart pounded. Humans looked into his cage, muttering things, pointing their furless paws at Blake. He knew he would never see home again. Never see his family, unless a mouse-- or goodness forbid a rat-- came to save him. The humans turned and continued their work. If Blake strained his ears, he could hear shouts of humans, loud, mechanical noises and thumps. He sat miserably in the cage, which had nothing but dirt and a bowl of berries.
His heart ached for home and a tear fell from his eye.
Majority Pygmy (My poor bab Blake )
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