You opened your eyes groggily. Arctic shuffled his feet, and shifted his wings nervously. (Arctic): “Uhm. Are-Are you alright..?” Arctic asked quietly. Tundra was beaming. (Tundra): “Yeah! Yeah! What’s your name? I’m Tundra!! That is Arctic! And Poppy is the red one!” Tundra rambled loudly. Poppy sighed tiredly. (Poppy): “Yes, yes. The real mission right now is to take this poor bird in. What’s your name, champ?” Poppy asked. She used a wing to push Tundra away from you.
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