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691: Breeze ☆

“Come on, little one. Time for the lesson.” The smooth keratin of a beak nudged Flint awake, dragging him from the depths of a rather pleasant slumber. He groaned as he pulled each limb out from under himself. His muscles quaked and quivered as he stretched them out in front of himself, as slow to awaken as the rest of him. While he leisurely blinked sleep out of his eyes, he faintly registered the fact that there were other hatchlings passing by in front of him. No doubt fo...