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“Where are we going?” Asked bob “I’ve heard legends of a wise old animal that lives deep in the woods” said Timmy “I want to find him, I know he’ll helpl
"Well the owl is... a girl and Foxie is.... also a girl, but I bet there has to be somebody out there," replied Timmy.
 
River caught up to them, walking at their side.
Timmy had a fire work hidden under his wing. He pulled it out, along with a box of matches. He only wanted the truth seeking pullet along, not the generic all sarcastic all awesome at everything all not concerned about her own parents adventurer.
 
"Worry about your own parents," he said to River. He checked Bob's whole plumage. He lit the fire work. He held out his wing. "Grab on," he said to Bob, then grappled her.
 
Timmy had a fire work hidden under his wing. He pulled it out, along with a box of matches. He only wanted the truth seeking pullet along, not the generic all sarcastic all awesome at everything all not concerned about her own parents adventurer.
Chesta was glad that she wasn't a pullet anymore. "I don't think you should be playing with that, Timmy." She clucked, easily pulling the matches and firework out of the one day old chick's hand.
 
Chesta was glad that she wasn't a pullet anymore. "I don't think you should be playing with that, Timmy." She clucked, easily pulling the matches and firework out of the 1 day old chick's wing.
"Think fast," said Timmy, throwing a whole rock at her and RiverStorm, then dragged Bob away with his impressive strength.
 

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