A Perfect... Hatchday?

Had it just been a normal day he would have thought that the stranger was just a loon or possibly talking to someone else, but after the day he had it seemed to resonate with him differently.

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Into The Wildlands: Chapter XXIV - Things Just Happen

We thought you were a bit of a loon. but it all makes sense now that we see it in action. it's all so simple. almost... elegant.” he spoke wistfully, looking at the reciprocating crank. “go spend time with your wife, she needs you now.”

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Decommissioned Dormancy

Amidst it all was jack, laughing like a loon, his voice distorted by his jester painted helmet. "fuck you jack…" tik'tik glared, his voice quiet as he shoved his beak inside his helmet.

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Never Let You Go (Part IV)

If you can beat any of these loons, i'd be shocked." likax slouched down, his whiskers sagging. "i don't want to play with anyone else though. i want to play with yooooooouuuu."

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Between Worlds (Redux) - 3 - A New World

A loon for sure, but he was a good dad. taught me a lot about survival and wanted nothing but the best for me.” “so, did he teach you how to read stars in a random part of earth,” kieth said and looked up. “i can’t tell squat from them.”

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Episode Ten: MAAB

"not sure i can trust a loon with one of my deliveries." "wait." p'rao's heart fluttered in his breast like a newly molted sparrow. "please." "you're right," the blackbird nudged meech again. "he's got it bad all right."

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The Last Tale- Chapter Two

Once there i sat, grinning like a loon. yilell did wonderful. she was all delicacy and grace, a razor-taloned feather floating on the wind.

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Little Red Wolf - Actual Novel Chapter 1

"you really are a loon, attracting wolves like that." "at least wolves don't fight their nature."

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Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 35

“turns the blighter into a total loon, nearly destroyed the den!” “and besides.” arcturus chuckled, the spirit still puddy in his hands. “crimson sky isn’t _my_ dragon. he’s not some fancy horse to ride and brandish.” “course not!”

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To the Last Memory of John and Syd

Together we’d go to the loon-loud lake when the afternoons grew dry. together we’d hike to trestle bridge when the 6:10 thundered by, and never i noticed his hungry look that would follow it, and sigh.

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The Stray Cat: Ch. 13

He could make _me_ look like an anti-pack loon. i can't let that happen." "wow... so you're turning him in to preserve your petty image, then?" "god dammit, lynn, stop patronizing me. it's not just my own safety i have in mind."

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A Gift from Panacea

Knoll yelled into the phone which got several people who were walking down the hall to look at him like he was some loon. "is it dangerous?" "not exactly." stephens readied himself to give the news.

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