ҒoѓestCIaה-- Д СңוċҜЭћ Сζαה ЯР "ҒІу щїτн Тнε вѓееze”

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Torrent added a few fragrant flowers in the moss and perched on one of her twig supports.
 
Torrent churred. 'It's a flower my mother grew,' she said. 'My mother was a great hen... but I haven't seen her for a few years now. She was killed by a fox, I think.'
 
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'Oh,' Torrent clucked. 'Yes, sometimes I wish I knew who my father was. He disappeared when I was a chick... but my mother's talked about him. He lives somewhere near here.' Torrent perked up when the seeds of an idea began to grow.
 
'I only got here a few days ago. I came from somewhere else... quite far away,' Torrent said. 'I was separated from my father as a young chick - we went our different ways, and it looks like we both ended up here! A big circle!' she chuckled.
 
'Yeah, maybe one day soon,' Torrent clucked.

'For now... let's rest.' She settled down in the moss and churred to herself.
 
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