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“What’s that?” It didn’t look like anything the fox had seen before, nor did it look like something that was by nature tangible.
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“Those are pretty!” The fox pointed at the stitches he could see in the other’s arm, unaware of their purpose aside from the fact that they distracted him; otherwise, his comment probably would have been on the fact that the other smelled like a corpse. “Red is a pretty colour!”