5″He lands in a rather large mango tree as sunlight pours through the leaves near a stream. He begins biting away at the stem of a mango to free it, when he spots you in the tree trying to pull up a mango. Who are you? I don’t recognise you from Lake Flock - your from Storm Flock! His feathers bristle, and he puffs out in alarm.
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