[ It is, isn't it? Except Blue doesn't have much of personal possessions except what she may be currently using at X time. In this case, she'd been nosing around an empty bottle of some sort of third rate beer. (Third rate from a human standpoint, not that she has much opinion on fermentation of grains. Obligate carnivore and all that.)
But it was her shiny thing. And now said shiny thing is gone.
Blue straightens, looking back and forth. Then sniffs the spot where the bottle had been.
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But it was her shiny thing. And now said shiny thing is gone.
Blue straightens, looking back and forth. Then sniffs the spot where the bottle had been.
A new scent?
Hm...
The hunt begins. ]