The Real World

Cansi wasn't even sure what a muskrat was, much less why a silent one would be unusual enough that someone would name an inn after it.

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Cosmic Stars - Chapter Four

Leaning against the wall was a wounded muskrat. a dead soldier lay near her. the captain didn't realize how wounded the muskrat was until he ran up to her side. "what happened?" asked tiriaq. his gaze fell to where her paw was clenching her side.

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Tour de Force

The muskrat backed off apologetically and remained silent for the rest of the address. zavvy went on to explain appropriate topics of conversation, how to sit and move.

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How Zora Got Her Groove Back

Representing germany, the muskrat is in his second games. he's thirty-three and enters paris as the world-ranked number four paddler." “muskrats are very comfortable in the water. he is an athlete who has a big game temperament.

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Filling A Booth

He nipped at the muskrat's paws in fact, unintentionally, more than once as he ate away at the lasagna.

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Lovely Wings

\>you don't need eagle eyes to see perchia's hesitation \>she stares at the obstacle course glumly for a while, with the muskrat tapping his foot as time crawls on \>not a second passes after she gives the a-ok are the rings ignited \>you can feel the

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Briefing Day

muskrats didn't release their 'scent' like how skunks did. they didn't spray it. no, with muskrats, the scent was an oil, not a spray.

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THE BIRD ALWAYS WINS : Prologue and Chapter 1

The muskrat in the front seat clutched his wheel a little nervously, glancing around at the pedestrians, looking for the final passenger. he wasn't going to spot her.

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The Velo Virus

"yah muskrat." rob replied, his hands shaking. "good." nate said walking over to the computer terminal next to the door. "don't let anyone in unless they tell you that." he swiftly entered his password which unsealed the door.

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The paragon of animals

The muskrat winced. "yeah." from his cockpit, ajay's head was on a constant, smooth swivel, looking for moment. "are there any other signs of activity?" "no. not so far. eighteen kilometers."

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Chapter 13: Difficult Conversations

"w-we were just joking around," the muskrat whined. "we, we thought this was pete's room." "it is pete's room!" the hare shot back agitatedly at the muskrat. "do you think i don't know my own room?!"

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Spirit Bound: Chapter 139

He saw a middle-aged muskrat sitting at a desk in an office working on paperwork. the plate on his door said, _'catsa manager, chris hubbard.'_ "is his name chris hubbard? an old muskrat?" he wore a knight's medallion.

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