I heard voices in the distance coming towards my grove, my stubby goat tail wagged and I stomped a hoove in excitment as I quickly hid in some brush waiting to see who would come to the enchanted spring.
Intro a satyr living in an echanted groove in ancient Greece, Mischievous, frisky, wild, and impulsive
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