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What Could It Be?
The creature blinked once, still watching her. Then, in a sudden movement, it hopped onto her hand. She gasped, feeling its gentle warmth and the soft flutter of its fur. Carefully, she stood up, cradling it. Questions flooded her mind—what was it, where did it come from, and what on earth was she supposed to do with it now?
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