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CYCLE 120Current time: Apr 03 2025, 09:47 PM


Birds of a feather flock to?
A bird of prey >8>
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With the delectable aftertaste of spider still heavily apparent for the young cassowary they began chirping and releasing a few rather peculiar exclamations of happiness as they watched Czernobog. Listening to that happy grumble and song again, it was so soothing. And it would continue to be, they had heard it even in the egg after all! Big Bog had ran a wet tongue over the young cassowary's beak and face, cleaning them promptly; explaining in tune what they had done. The young bird didn't mind, Bog knew best of course; they were a guardian!

Though they stood there, grinning expectantly and not particularly ready to lead them off somewhere. Perhaps they wanted the young bird to try! Well there would be no need to hint at it twice! With gusto and an overwhelming sense of wonder the young cassowary began to wander off. Stopping every couple of steps to stop and crane their neck back to check up on Big Bog.

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