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Rabbits. It would give her a chance to show her abilities off better than with larger prey. So far, life with Colt was not so bad — and as the only social contact she'd had in the past few weeks, the value of his opinion was ever growing in value.

Head down, body snaking. Indra would seek any sign of a meal, or a warren, so that the man would not go hungry. His question caused her to pause with a paw raised, and slowly she placed it down and continued her survey.

Nowhere, she answered. After a moment and some sleuthing along, Indra adds: Had a... a mom, then I didn't. The dwindling of her voice was answer enough beyond that. She did not sound sad, though; it was like explaining a half-remembered dream to someone a week after dreaming it.