[...damn, Mabel, you've really got a way of silencing everyone in the immediate vicinity with crazy antics. So much so that the even the usual purveyor of crazy antics has nothing to say. But her impassioned calling, if one might refer to it as that, bears some fruit; eventually a fuzzy object comes tumbling out of the Gate, landing a short distance away, that looks something like a lion. A little tawny cub, meowing fiercely, reflecting the great maned beast he will someday become.]
There he is. I suppose.
[The cub toddles towards Mabel and immediately makes his introduction by pouncing on her foot and gnawing at it.]
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[...damn, Mabel, you've really got a way of silencing everyone in the immediate vicinity with crazy antics. So much so that the even the usual purveyor of crazy antics has nothing to say. But her impassioned calling, if one might refer to it as that, bears some fruit; eventually a fuzzy object comes tumbling out of the Gate, landing a short distance away, that looks something like a lion. A little tawny cub, meowing fiercely, reflecting the great maned beast he will someday become.]
There he is. I suppose.
[The cub toddles towards Mabel and immediately makes his introduction by pouncing on her foot and gnawing at it.]