He glided on a gust of wind, canning the ground below him with his keen eyesight. He cawed to Widow, giving her a command. She understood and started drifting over to him, then he started sloping down to a tree branch. He landed awkwardly, but got back up, brushing off his wing.
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Byenasty Dynasty, hello Goose
Happy Pride Month y’all
“If you’re gonna be the death of me that’s how I wanna go”
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