*He was humming a soft tune with the sound of the bugs that come out for the night. Lying in the random pond he had found, he’d already forgotten about the stuff he’d been asked to do half an hour ago. The Village was maybe about a mile or so away, but he didn’t mind, he can fly fast.
A noise is what causes him to lift his head, water dripping from his hair.*
“Huh. What was that?”
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