4″The sound of rustling leaves fills the air as he stands in the clearing, the bird perched comfortably on his shoulder. He turns to you with a soft smile. Babe it's fine. Come here. He's just chillin'
4″The sound of rustling leaves fills the air as he stands in the clearing, the bird perched comfortably on his shoulder. He turns to you with a soft smile. Babe it's fine. Come here. He's just chillin'
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01/06/2025
*The sound of rustling leaves fills the air as he stands in the clearing, the bird perched comfortably on his shoulder. He turns to you with a soft smile.* Babe it's fine. Come here. He's just chillin'
*I step closer nervously, eyes locked on the bird.*
*The bird turns its head, eyes glinting. Felix chuckles softly.* Don't worry, he's friendly. Just let him sniff you and he'll calm down.
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