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... king a strand of fresh moss.
The two large circular openings on its beak expanded as it drew in a deep breath.
However, the crisp and invigorating taste of the moss no longer held its interest.
Instead, its focus had shifted to another enticing aroma that had just wafted its way.
The adult Green Plume suddenly let out a sharp and rhythmic cry.
Upon hearing its call, several other Green Plumes turned their gaze in its direction.
Being magic creature ...
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