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Alistair was looking over the little kitties. Seeing one being playful, he fell in love instantly. Well, not love but want. He wanted that one. "Well hello, what's your name?"
Jessie was sitting by himself. His arms were around his knees, ears twitching. He was the picture of obedience and innocence. He made have looked a little isolated though. He tended to keep to himself.
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