"Well, here we are," Cardamon said, stepping aside so Bergamot could enter the house first. The hybrid sniffed warily, and, finding no threat, entered the house. "This is my home, and yours as well, so..." He stared at her with dark eyes. "Make yourself comfortable." He nodded, loping down the hallway, his short, bushy tail swaying as he did so.354Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY67qoPs7u0
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"So, how's the hybrid?" Cardamon set her phone on the counter, put it on speaker, and resumed cooking. 354Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSIu11LmnaN
"He's outside, in the woods," She replied, putting the lid on the skillet and grabbing her phone. "It's snowing a bit, but, he'll be alright if my research on wolverines has proved to be fruitful." She picked up the "Hybrid 101" manual, leafing through the pages.354Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5O7k6V8Vf0
"There's little to nothing on wild animal hybrids, so I had to do a lot of research." She chuckled, thinking back to she first met the hybrid. "He was ill-tempered like you warned, but he seems to have warmed up to me."
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