Essek: *takes weeks and months to research possible local cat pairs will produce a kitten that will suit Caleb*
Caleb: *walking through Rexxentrum one day* *reaches down to what looks like a mud pile and pulls out a hissy kitten* This one. *tucks the still hissing kitten into his coat*
Essek: But it is filthy.
Caleb: Exactly. No one was paying attention to him, but I saw him.
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