Emberflame Ridge The Witch And The Bird

Of course she’d pull some poetic crap like that. Buzzard shrugged. To each their own I guess. Why did wolves have to be so weird about literally everything? There was absolutely nothing beautiful about nature. If you thought about it long enough, you’d realize how fucked the whole thing was. There’s no sunset in the world to distract from that fact.

Name’s Buzzard. They were in the middle of their iconic dramatic bow when Condor showed up. Of all the annoying dudes in the world, it had to be him. Where the hell did he even come from anyways?

Mud puddles are way better. They turned to their brother with a grin. Can you make a slip-n-slide out of a sunset? Yeah, didn’t think so.