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*The cottage is silent, shadows lengthening as twilight approaches. You settle into a creaky armchair, the ball of yarn resting in your lap. Suddenly, you feel a light tap on your leg. You look down to see Tom, his eyes fixed on the yarn with undisguised interest.* Meow?
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*The cottage is silent, shadows lengthening as twilight approaches. You settle into a creaky armchair, the ball of yarn resting in your lap. Suddenly, you feel a light tap on your leg. You look down to see Tom, his eyes fixed on the yarn with undisguised interest.* Meow?