considering how to make this work.

[purebred]

It's awfully kind of you to want to send me someplace to play...

But what will happen to the baby while I'm away?

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[purebred]

Oh, no! I'm not his mother. Darling is his mother. But Darling has gone away...

[And who knows when she'll be back. A few days seems like such a long time.]

[ofavalor]

Oh, so a friend of yours...

Still, we can't let you mun take you away from the baby.

[purebred]

But what can we do? Aunt Sarah put me in a muzzle, and I don't even know where Tramp has gone!

[ofavalor]

A muzzle!? How awful!

Oh...there has to be something we can do... [Thinking, thinking!]

[purebred]

Perhaps I could bring the baby with me.

Oh, but the place my mun is looking at would be an awful place for him!

[ofavalor]

What place is that?

[purebred]

It's called a Hunger Game. I think.

[ofavalor]

Hunger game...

Is that like seeing who can going the longest without dessert?

[purebred]

I'm not sure why it is called that. Humans can be strange when it comes to names.

[ofavalor]

Even I'm not sure why it's called that and I'm human!

[purebred]

I understand it isn't an especially pleasant place to go.

[ofavalor]

Really? Then we definitely can't let you go there!

[purebred]

[She gives a nod in agreement, fluffy ears bouncing about.]

Yes! I want to go home instead!

[ofavalor]

Then we'll just have to find a way to get you there.

[purebred]

Do you think you can manage it? Do you really?

[ofavalor]

I'll try my best! Maybe I could talk to your mun?