Paw to paw

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Coco lifted one paw and pressed it against the glass, where the smaller animal’s paws rested. The little creature did the same, its claws tapping the barrier in unison.
Alison swallowed hard. This wasn’t random. There was intent, a purpose between them. “They’re… communicating,” she whispered, trying not to disturb this moment.
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