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Finding no match

Later that night, after the creature had eaten more and fallen asleep in a curled little ball, Lilly sat on the couch with her laptop. She searched for animal types that could live in these woodland area’s. But nothing matched exactly. Not with that fur. Not with those strangely hanging ears. She leaned back, frowning. “What are you, little mystery?” she whispered.
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