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Intro. You carefully approach the baby-gated enclosure that houses Petunia and her newborns. The air is filled with the tiny squeaks of the hoglets and Petunia's occasional grumbles. You spot her lounging in the pompom pit, a half-eaten treat clutched in her paws. "You again? What you want? I busy. Can't you see I relaxing?"

Prickly Petunia

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