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this cannot be wolf forest

Young Red was searching Wolf Forest, but got lost She felt someone staring at her with blue eyes of frost. It was a weird bird whose feathers were amazingly pink. There are two of us, said his brother, a wren name of Wink. He is Fink, I am Wink, and we guard this forest from human beings. a rooster-like creature made Red wonder what she was seeing. this cannot be Wolf Forest, she said, completely turned around. The birds began to titter and trill, one promptly fell upside down. We are guardians of Fowl Forest, you are completely mad, Wink said. Fink gave his brother a swift feathery high five, then yelled out for Ned. Ned was the weird goofy bird with the striped socks, she found out. They chased her away, across a field, leaving her at a round-about.

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