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Canidae Cannabaceae

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Seventeen miles above the impossibly green planet of 4dash20, Honey-Red Vixen sat in the command pod of the Harvester Ship D9TCH.

Vixen was preoccupied. Totally engrossed actually. Pink tongue poking out between beautifully sharp teeth, concentrating mightily on the task in hand.

Beautiful orange eyes squinted as she carefully, slowly, meticulously moved her claws.

Each tiny movement brought relief. For three hours now she'd toiled, a few more minutes and it would be done. Finally.

*Hey dudette, whatcha doing?*

Vixen carefully withdrew her tongue, eyes still fixed upon her task as she answered her first mate.

*Shhhh, Reynard, almost…. there… just… one… more...Yesss!!!*

Vixen proudly held out her paw, blissfully showing off her handiwork.

Reynard bent forward, his own fiery orange eyes taking in the clump of neatly trimmed red fur, clumped and sticky.

*Snickers Bar?*

Vixen nodded, gazing down at the planet-sized stash below.

*Yup, next time I get the munchies, please, please, keep the chocolate away!*


Canidae Cannabaceae

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paulh, vaccinated against the Omigod Variant

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