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NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS
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NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS
The avian seemed to be coming out of unconsciousness and into sleep, mumbling and rolling onto her side.
The red Luma darts over and points at her.
“ℓσσк, ѕнє'ѕ мσνιηg мσяє! ωнαт ιƒ ѕнє'ѕ αη αℓιєη? ωнєяє ∂σ уσυ тнιηк ѕнє ¢αмє ƒяσм, мαмα?”
The yellow Luma shoves his blue sister out of the way.
“ι вєт ѕнє'ѕ ραят σƒ вσѕωєя'ѕ αямιєѕ! нє нα∂ α ωнσℓє ℓσттα ωєιя∂ мσηѕтєяѕ тнєяє!”
The blue Luma twirls once to knock him out of the way, twinkling with satisfaction before hovering down next to the red Luma.
“∂υ∂є, ∂σ уσυ тнιηк ιƒ ι ρσкє∂ нєя ѕнє ωσυℓ∂ єαт мє?”
Her eyes suddenly burst open, bloodshot and fearful. She began to breathe faster as she looked around her, her paws twitching as feeling returned to them.
The trio of Lumas all chime loudly and dart behind Rosalina, quivering in fear and shock. Their mother steps forward and hovers a little higher above the creature.
“αяє уσυ αℓяιgнт? ωє ѕαω уσυ ℓαуιηg нєяє αη∂ ωє ¢συℓ∂η'т нєℓρ вυт ωση∂єя ιƒ уσυ ωєяє нυят.”
The avian kept up, and fell away from her, startled. She made a series of fearful chirps, disoriented. Her last memory was of falling for hours, and eventually stopping.
The avian seemed to be coming out of unconsciousness and into sleep, mumbling and rolling onto her side.
The red Luma darts over and points at her.
“ℓσσк, ѕнє'ѕ мσνιηg мσяє! ωнαт ιƒ ѕнє'ѕ αη αℓιєη? ωнєяє ∂σ уσυ тнιηк ѕнє ¢αмє ƒяσм, мαмα?”
The yellow Luma shoves his blue sister out of the way.
“ι вєт ѕнє'ѕ ραят σƒ вσѕωєя'ѕ αямιєѕ! нє нα∂ α ωнσℓє ℓσттα ωєιя∂ мσηѕтєяѕ тнєяє!”
The blue Luma twirls once to knock him out of the way, twinkling with satisfaction before hovering down next to the red Luma.
“∂υ∂є, ∂σ уσυ тнιηк ιƒ ι ρσкє∂ нєя ѕнє ωσυℓ∂ єαт мє?”
Her eyes suddenly burst open, bloodshot and fearful. She began to breathe faster as she looked around her, her paws twitching as feeling returned to them.
One of the Lumas floats off to explore by herself, only to stumble upon the comatose creature. She chirps in alarm and races off to go find the rest of her family.
Soon enough, the three Lumas and Rosalina hover over the avian, each of them silent. The woman leans down to get a better look and asses her to make sure that she hasn’t acquired any injuries.
She seemed to be in perfect health, but for the discoloration of her feathers around where the metal became flesh.
Rosalina crosses her arms and taps her hips with her wand.
“ωєℓℓ, ωє ¢єятαιηℓу ¢αη'т נυѕт ℓєανє нєя нєяє. ρєянαρѕ ωє ѕнσυℓ∂ яєтυяη тσ тнє σвѕєяναтσяу αη∂ ρяσνι∂є ¢αяє ƒσя нєя тнєяє?”
The avian’s breathing was normal, so at least she was alive. Her eyelids quivered too, so her brain was fully active and dreaming.
“нєу ℓσσк, ѕнє мσνє∂ α вιт! нєя єуєѕ ∂ι∂ ѕσмєтнιηg!”
The blue Luma pushes the yellow Luma out of the way to chime in.
“ѕнσυℓ∂ ωє тяу тσ ωαкє нєя υρ? мαмα, тяу тσ ρσкє нєя ωιтн уσυя ωαη∂!”
Rosalina sighs and purses her lips.
“ѕєттℓє ∂σωη ησω. ℓєт υѕ ωαιт ƒσя нєя тσ ωαкє ηαтυяαℓℓу, тнєη ωє ¢αη ѕєє ιƒ ѕнє'ѕ ωєℓℓ σя ιƒ ѕнє ηєє∂ѕ αѕѕιѕтαη¢є.”
The avian seemed to be coming out of unconsciousness and into sleep, mumbling and rolling onto her side.
One of the Lumas floats off to explore by herself, only to stumble upon the comatose creature. She chirps in alarm and races off to go find the rest of her family.
Soon enough, the three Lumas and Rosalina hover over the avian, each of them silent. The woman leans down to get a better look and asses her to make sure that she hasn’t acquired any injuries.
She seemed to be in perfect health, but for the discoloration of her feathers around where the metal became flesh.
Rosalina crosses her arms and taps her hips with her wand.
“ωєℓℓ, ωє ¢єятαιηℓу ¢αη'т נυѕт ℓєανє нєя нєяє. ρєянαρѕ ωє ѕнσυℓ∂ яєтυяη тσ тнє σвѕєяναтσяу αη∂ ρяσνι∂є ¢αяє ƒσя нєя тнєяє?”
The avian’s breathing was normal, so at least she was alive. Her eyelids quivered too, so her brain was fully active and dreaming.