Welcome To The Murder Party

Morte was happy being carried around everywhere. Her poor paws her so bad when she walked long distances! The ground was so hard too, it made her tiny feet just ache! Poor thing would probably benefit from shoes, if she even knew what they were. The trip from their den to where they were going wasn't very long, but seemed to take forever for the small girl that bobbed around between her mothers shoulders. Before she knew it though, she was being dropped to the ground next to some other puppies and mom was sitting down next to her slowly. Morte frowned and pressed into her mother, not feeling like socializing with the other puppies today. She had holes in her tiny ears for reasons, and it mostly had to do with those three.

"Speech!"

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