Sunbeam Lair the cat man of aleppo

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Joy lit up her little face when her mother repeated her attempt at the word promise, for she took it as confirmation that she had done well. Pom-ice, pom-ice! she crowed, as much a response as vocalization for the sake of it. Whatever her mother said next was lost on her entirely, the language barrier still too great, though Shiori understood more than she could speak. Still, it was advice she would follow, and with it she would learn quickly.