A sudden, sharp snap shattered the peaceful symphony of the forest. A twig, broken underfoot. Finch's head shot up, his instincts screaming. Danger. His iridescent feathers ruffled in alarm. The sound was wrong, too deliberate. Not the careless crunch of a foraging beast. This was… purposeful. Finch's eyes darted through the undergrowth, searching, scanning.
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