The second you get huffy around Wren, you've basically doomed yourself.
The other Murkrow did not cease her siren call, but the mischievous glint in her eye definitely indicated that she was 100% pleased with herself for having pissed this stranger off.
Spreading her wings, she fluttered straight up onto the branch next to him (height advantage? SHE DON'T CARE), puffed up her feathers, and began to dance. And part of the unholy chorus of beeps and honks in her car alarm impression became a steady chant of BUTTS BUTTS BUTTS BUTTS.
Enjoy this... extremely discordant singing telegram, Darkness. You poor soul.
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The second you get huffy around Wren, you've basically doomed yourself.
The other Murkrow did not cease her siren call, but the mischievous glint in her eye definitely indicated that she was 100% pleased with herself for having pissed this stranger off.
Spreading her wings, she fluttered straight up onto the branch next to him (height advantage? SHE DON'T CARE), puffed up her feathers, and began to dance. And part of the unholy chorus of beeps and honks in her car alarm impression became a steady chant of BUTTS BUTTS BUTTS BUTTS.
Enjoy this... extremely discordant singing telegram, Darkness. You poor soul.