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>It eating was noisy and messy business.
>Silence took over once it was mostly done and got to licking what was left and spilled.
>You heard the shower running and Tempest splashing water around.
>”You.”
>The cat padded to you while purring and bumped its head on your foreleg.
>”You are a good pony-thing. I like you.”
>Reaching down, you stroked its back.
>”Mmrw. You can call me Violet.”
>The tip of its tail twitched as you pet it.
“All right, Violet. You’ve had your food. Now I should go take a shower.”
>Lifting your legs over it, you spun around to face the door.
>”I will wash you.”
>Violet padded beside you as you headed out.
>”No need to get all wet for it. Wait.”
>You paused your steps for a moment to let out a chuckle and give it another pet.
“Thank you for the offer, but I do need a proper shower.”
>That, and you didn’t want to stink of cat food.
>”Wait, wait.”
>Violet’s paws made very soft thumps as it dashed past you to stand in front of you.
>”I know of something. I’ll show it to you. You’ll like it.”
“Fine. I’ll come take a look.”
>You were just about to turn and follow the cat when a stray thought crossed your mind.
“...It’s a dead mouse, isn’t it?”

>It was not.
>Probably.
>”Here. Short walk.”
>The cat pawed at the front door.
“No, seriously. Is it a dead mouse?”
>You received a sharp stare and a short silence.
>”No. It’s a pony thing. Made by ponies for ponies. Sometimes ponies did something with it but it wasn’t interesting.”
>Well, it was neither a dead mouse nor a dead bird.
>You got the feeling you wouldn’t get much more out of Violet.
>Whatever it was, you’d have to go outside for it.
>A silence took over as you thought.
>A near silence anyways, one broken by a running shower and quiet thumps of hooves and splashes of water from the upstairs bathroom.

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Life really didn't give me an easy time with this. I had time on Saturday but haha migraine!