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Indigo had wandered away from Zøgs pride one night.
She had stumbled across something called Cotton Root Bark. She knew what it did and she laughed. Seeing how she was pregnant with unwanted cubs she ate it. She snuck back in to his pride and acted like nothing was wrong. The next evening she had snuck out again but Zøg had unknowingly to her, had watched. Indigo had found more and ate it until the patch was bare. She still 𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 more. She grabbed a little bag made for hunting and snuck away again the next evening. She had traveled until her small paws were red. But she had found it. Her most Desire. Cotton. Root. Bark. She filled up the small bag and snuck back. She had stepped outside every time she ate it. Until one day Zøg caught her in the act. He snarled and took her to his lab. She was hooked into many machines and temporarily renamed subject D397 where she would be tested for how much cotton root bark one could handle while pregnant with cubs, and what defects it would cause to the poor, unlucky cubs that would be born.