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Post by Black_Mamba on Jul 4, 2014 21:53:37 GMT
"A long flight and great speed." She replied in a lilting Irish accent. "One day I shall teach you."
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Post by Kestrel1313 on Jul 4, 2014 21:57:01 GMT
"When, Mommy, when?!" cried the baby owl, choking slightly on his dinner.
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Post by Black_Mamba on Jul 4, 2014 22:03:11 GMT
"When you are ready, little owlet." Plop deflated a little at this. "Until you are ready, you should learn more of this world." Momma our said.
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Post by Kestrel1313 on Jul 28, 2014 19:02:37 GMT
But how can I learn of the world from here in the nest? Plop wondered sadly as his mother tucked him in for the night.
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Post by Liam Mason on Jul 30, 2014 17:43:08 GMT
Late in the night there was a sudden glow
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Post by Kestrel1313 on Jul 30, 2014 20:41:56 GMT
rising beyond the edge of the nest. Plop craned his little neck to see what it was.
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Post by Black_Mamba on Sept 10, 2017 17:01:23 GMT
Since I ruined this spectacularly last time, how about we start again?
There once was lady who lived in a forest...
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Post by coolusername on Oct 3, 2017 9:28:27 GMT
In a small hut made of twigs with her pet rock.
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Post by Kestrel1313 on Oct 10, 2017 19:46:12 GMT
Every day she would take a long walk, then tell her rock all about her day.
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