Grounded: Ch. 3

She gave the bird the nastiest look she could possibly convince her face to display.

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Forget

Then, at length, the other bird spoke, her voice soft and hesitant. "wick?" the small bird blinked a few times, still catching her bearings after the momentary madness. "tallow?" wick tried. the other bird nodded softly.

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The Yinglet Who Flew

Every since breck was a small fluff he had wanted to fly, spending hours of the day daydreaming about becoming a bird and flying away as he spaced out into the circles of birds above.

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MHO - The Cult of the Crimson Isles - Chapter 1

The bird squawked, doing its funny little dance again. "...i stand corrected," kuna deadpanned. "sure as fuck!" the bird said. "talking to fuck, talking.... fuck!" lykou snorted. "um.

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Zombiology - Crows

Once the last bird had landed, they waited patiently for the zombie to finish eating their lost companion. the night creature began to bow under the weight of the birds but did not seem to take notice of their presence.

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Kaiju ga Gotoku 6.6 - A New Challenger

Catching the spikes to pull the bird high, meiji stopped his cyclone to land on his feet and swung his staff like a flagpole to hit the bird's back, striking him across the arena.

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Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Chapter 7-B

Crane: chapter 7 the bird flew on in the day, mantis riding on his head as they both tried to see through the fog.

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Journey to another world pt2 ch65

Though the attack was dropped, fate must have still wanted her to smack the bird, as the sphere landed on top of the birds bruised head.

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The House Season 1, Episode 1

The fisher bird yelled out a cry, which echoed in the field. you looked up. a murder of screeching fisher birds blackened the sky. "what's with all these birds?" said jung. "i don't know man." the birds began divebombing leif and jung.

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The Prize Bird

The bird?" bird? kira wasn't just a bird! she tried to speak back, but it was hard, speaking in an unknown dialect of a dead language. "me... fire bird. me... go?" "you... go? you cannot leave us now. you are the perfect offering!"

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Marie's Hunting Lesson

She was just withing reach, the bird still unawares... and she pounced! marie had the bird pinned down under her paws, the bird squirmed underneath her, chirping in fright.

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Nature's Call

A single, small bird flew by, stick lodged between its beak, and landed on the branch of a nearby tree. a grouping of similar sticks sat here, and the bird fondly dropped the new stick on top of the pile.

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