Azule hung from a branch,her scales their natural blue color.She thought she was alone,but then she swore she saw a ripple of movement.Another Rainwing,maybe?That wasn’t uncommon,but it was early in the morning.Too early for much Rainwings to be out. “…Hello?Anyone there?” Azule called carefully.
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2Pie the cuckoo cat
19/04/2025
Pie the cuckoo cat
19/04/2025