Shadowwyn Moor The Trail We Blaze

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Itsy was only a few hops from her lunch. Already she could imagine the taste of the succulent delicacy. She readied herself to attack at it when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a grey form next to the rock. It's pelt was made of multiple different shades of grey. She knew the creature from anywhere, and let out a surprised squawk, nearly falling from the rock. Now, most birds would fly for somewhere high at the sight of such a creature. But not the little rock wren. She quickly recovered herself as if it had never happened.

"Do you know how rude it is to sneak up on another?!" she chirped with a sing-song voice, and humphed while glaring at the lupine.