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"BECAUSE IT WAS EASY!" she blurted out, her dramatic sobbing calming as she gained some level of control over it, or perhaps because even though it was awkward Casmir attempted to soothe her with a pat on the shoulder. "I didn't have to be cold," she sniffed. "I was never hungry. I had a comfortable bed, I—" she stopped abruptly and eyeballed Casmir with a great amount of suspicion before she shuffled out of reach of his paw. It was weird, she realized, not soothing at all.

"I belonged there," she finished meekly. She was not cut out for the wild world. She was weak. She did not want to work so hard for her living. She liked the comfortable, predictable atmosphere of her old life. She was a pet, plain and simple, born and raised for the life of one. "I need to be alone," muttered, casting Casmir an apologetic look before she slunk away.

She would be never been or heard from again, as she would leave the territory quickly and without bumping into anyone else, and she would go in search of her home, or one like it.

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