T25.243 The Featherstrummer, Part 9.32
"Get your fowl off me, and maybe I'll consider it!" Gumue yelled as she continues running through the thicket.
As she ran, she nearly ran into a tree, but narrowly dodged it, stepping to the side.
Despite this close call the strange bird maintained it's firm, frigid grip on her shoulder.
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