"Your lap's nice, Ranamon," Gatomon said, stretching herself before settling in.
The Humanoid Spirit of Water smiled. She petted Gatomon softly kicking her feet a bit. She then looked past the resting Gatomon and looked at her bare feet. She wiggled her toes and started to feel empty.
"What's wrong?" Gatomon asked, concerned about her master's well-being.
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