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"I'm fine mom" Olaf clucked, "But I'm gonna go check on Rusty, he looks really bloody." Concern edged his voice.
 
Elsa stepped over, he feathers looked like glistening snow in the sun. He reached over to Olaf "There. You can a piece of moss in your feathers" She clucked motherly.

"Mo-om" Olaf clucked, embarrassed.
 

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