Out of place
It wasn’t a fox, raccoon, or stray dog—it simply didn’t fit any description she knew. How had it gotten here? Was it lost, or had it been deliberately released? Alison crept forward instinctively, but carefully, trying not to scare it away. The animal didn’t seem to notice her. It padded confidently toward the glass barrier separating Coco’s enclosure from the viewing area.
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