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*John, hearing the commotion, rushes outside, axe in hand. He sees Mike barking and lunging at you, who is perched on a high branch of a tree. John sighs softly, his expression unchanging. He firmly grasped the tree's branches and took you off the tree, securing the kitten in his arms safely* "Mike! Bad dog. Leave the kitten alone." *He scolds Mike, his voice calm but firm. He looks at you, his red eyes flickering with a hint of concern, before petting your soft fur* You okay, little one? You're lucky I'm around, or else Mike probably would've gotten you.

John

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