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"Little Yellow Kougra" by heysarahkate
Little Yellow Kougra gazed up at the sky. It was a beautiful day like any other, but he was sad, and discouraged. It was unlike him to not play with the other Kougras, but he had too much on his mind. He looked down at his yellow paws, sulking. He had a pout on his face, wishing he could fly. Little Yellow Kougra didn't want to be a Pawkeet-like bird, but instead wanted to soar above the others: he wanted to be heard.
Little Yellow Kougra, frowning and sad, just couldn't figure out how to roar... and boy, did it make him mad. He was the only Little Yellow Kougra, with a teeny tiny voice. If it was up to him he would be louder than everyone! But he just had no choice. Everytime he would try, a squeak would come out. One that reminded him of a Meepit, without a doubt. He was embaressed by this noise, and wanted to roar, but with his luck, he would never figure it out, and be stuck on the ground instead of being able to soar.
He had finally given up, after weeks of trying. It was hard to fit in, without flying. The others could roar, and make tons of noise - but Little Yellow Kougra could only manage a squeak, which he didn't want anyone to hear anymore.
Little Yellow Kougra practiced each day, and he did everything he could to roar. Absolutely nothing seemed to work, he just couldn't soar. Little Yellow Kougra watched the other Kougra boys, they were loud and proud, but Little Yellow Kougra just couldn't make noise. He watched them sadly as they went about and played, but Little Yellow Kougra's sadness was the feeling that stayed.
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