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There's an informal race of sorts going on not far from the sign. A furry yellow streak that might be a cat, followed closely by a German Shepherd with something in its mouth. Chasing those two is a Reploid girl with long dark hair. And right behind her is a scolding green fire lizard.
The cat soon reaches a tree, and zips up it. The young woman manages to catch the dog when he stops at the base of the tree. The fire lizard then settles to curl up on her hat.
Realizing the whole disturbance may have attracted attention, Iris blushes. Perhaps she'd best ask a question. And, as it would happen, the situation brings two to mind.
"How long do LOLs usually last? And are the landlords here usually understanding of them? Our apartment does not allow pets, but..."
Colonel, the German Shepherd, drops the sword-hilt he had in his mouth to add, "I am not a pet."
The cat soon reaches a tree, and zips up it. The young woman manages to catch the dog when he stops at the base of the tree. The fire lizard then settles to curl up on her hat.
Realizing the whole disturbance may have attracted attention, Iris blushes. Perhaps she'd best ask a question. And, as it would happen, the situation brings two to mind.
"How long do LOLs usually last? And are the landlords here usually understanding of them? Our apartment does not allow pets, but..."
Colonel, the German Shepherd, drops the sword-hilt he had in his mouth to add, "I am not a pet."