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When I could open my eyes again, I could just make out a splash of dark orange. A munk-cat—it must be! The small mammals looked like someone crossed a cat with a chipmunk. They were feline in shape, with a dark orange coat marked by long black and white stripes that ran the full length of their bodies from nose to tail tip. They chittered like a squirrel. The zoologists had come up with some fancy name no one remembered because everyone called them munk-cats.
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