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"Willow's Calling" by devotedly
Willow the Weewoo shivered as she breathed in the cool Spring air. The seasons had just changed, and she had not become accustomed to the new breeze that Spring brought with it. She ruffled her feathers and caught a glimpse of her reflection in the morning dew gathering on the sprouting flower buds. She was, as any Weewoo were at this young age, as plain as could be. Her feathers were that of a muddy brown and she sighed as she began to puff them up. Soon, Summer would be coming and she would have to decide what kind of Weewoo she would like to grow into, sooner - rather than later.
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