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Taking her two rats from the stump, she sat them on the windblown grass and shuffled along her path, sighing. It was quite lonely without someone human as a companion, and the effects of not talking to anyone were wearing down the very boundaries of her sanity. Being a Jeweled, you had to watch everyone you encountered. She repeatedly left someone's home when she felt that the situations were not safe for her anymore. Kicking a stump that was kitty-corner to her path, she swore quietly when she collided with a solid park of the bark. This sucks, she thought to herself.





