[Claire hears them before she sees them. Tiny squeaks, rustling, little claws running along the inside of the boxes. Suspicious, she follows the noises and carefully steps up to the arrangement of boxes, peeking into them and reading the labels.
Her suspicion and the intense caring need to take one or more of these little guys home are battling it out inside of her head.
..There's no reason why not, right? I mean, if she just leaves them all here what's going to happen to them? Will anyone take care of them? So what if it's a little odd. They're baby animals. Helpless and adorable.]
Aww. It's okay, little guy. [She quickly finds herself cooing at the nearest bunny, putting her hand inside to scratch behind his ears, giggling when it clumsily starts scratching its side with one of his big back feet.
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Her suspicion and the intense caring need to take one
or moreof these little guys home are battling it out inside of her head...There's no reason why not, right? I mean, if she just leaves them all here what's going to happen to them? Will anyone take care of them? So what if it's a little odd. They're baby animals. Helpless and adorable.]
Aww. It's okay, little guy. [She quickly finds herself cooing at the nearest bunny, putting her hand inside to scratch behind his ears, giggling when it clumsily starts scratching its side with one of his big back feet.
..I mean. How can she resist?]