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((Gladly))
Most of the pets seemed excited at the hope of an owner, but one hung back, staring at the two new comers, but making no move to come forward from their little corner. Black curls would occasionally drift into his eyes, the tiny ears on his head twitching every now and then. The tiny, woolen tail didn't move, not showing any sort of excitment. This little lamb distrusted everyone that came in.
((Hope a sheeps okay.))
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