"Docile," she echoed, following him across the yard. Her feet are happily bare. She peered into the barn, then slipped inside. The cages made her bristle and she balked, just a bit.
"Do you stay in a cage?" she asked, eyebrows drawn together in distress.
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Date: 2016-07-29 01:44 am (UTC)"Do you stay in a cage?" she asked, eyebrows drawn together in distress.