Orphan Sam's universe. Lawrence, Kansas.

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She stood there, invisable in the broad light of day, and watched Sam, her turquoise eyes intent and a little sad. Behind her on the ground lay the remains of the thing that had tried sneaking up on him unawares, but she had no interest in her kill. Things like that weren't food. You only killed them to keep the world from stinking and to protect your own.

Sam was just standing there. His thoughts were closed, so she couldn't talk to him, but she was content to just watch over him for now.

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-What's that?- She lifts her head and looks at a small dog being led near a house. -Ohh, squeaky toy.-

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"No, not a squeaky toy." Sam states with a scowl.

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She looks at him puzzledly. -Why not? It's cute, like a puppy.-

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"It is a puppy." Sam states.