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... d this early. Is Silvy still half-asleep? Or was she just nervous?"
He grumbled under his breath.
Queen ignored him entirely.
The hawk simply fluffed its feathers, made itself comfortable atop the small shelf near the window, and tucked its head under its wing with a soft, contented chirp—clearly done with the day.
Kyle scoffed but didn't push it.
"Lucky bird. Then again, the journey at night must have taken a lot of energy."
He muttered and made h ...
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