Old Bones, New Resolve

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Old Pika moves about the room, slowly but surely. She purrs thunderously as she walks, keeping the tribbles and small children out of harm's way, trying to be useful for once. Her age is making it difficult, but she's determined.

- Come off there, little one, - she smiles and untangles baby Pika from some thread, nudging her gently as she gets up and runs off.

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-Of course. Sunbeams are a nice exception,- she smiled.

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"Yeah." Logan looked toward a scent and chuckled. "Don't look now, butcher bein' checked out."

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Pika blinked and looked. -Sorry?-

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The ancient Mooncat looked back, stumpy ears perked from where he was catloafed on a table. When he was sure that she was looking at him the thirty pound fluffball turned his white face toward the window and pretended that he'd never been looking, though the twitching of his still fine and floofy tail told otherwise.

Logan snerked softly as she continued to scratch Pika's ear. "He's an old guy, looks like 'e useta be solid orange."

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-Hm,- she purred, leaning against the hand. -A bit small, don't you think?-

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"What's size got t' do with anythin'?" The tiny woman chuckled and moved a little closer to her friend so that she could reach her better.

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-Well, if we napped together and I rolled over I might squish him,- she rumbled, chuckling and nuzzled the hand again.

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Logan laughed at that and gently rubbed her cheek. "Dare y' ta go say hi."

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Pika chuckled, then stood and went over slowly, purring and giving him a sniff.