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Sitting down against a rotting tree, she took her two rats out of her pocket. Placing them on the sawdust, she took an apple out of her other pocket and started to eat it. Nessa batted at a wayward dragonfly that tried to land on her knee. "Ares, back off of that slug. It'll make you sick, dude." she said over her shoulder, knowing telepathically that the dark furred mouse was trying to eat a slug.
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