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Upon a branch, raven preened a little at the shiny feather, like he was still trying to convince it to become truly his, not just a stolen offering from the twisted tree. Here and there were the telltale signs of the ribbon he’d used to sew between feathers, a little of it fluttering loose to tangle around a talon. Seeing you there, he let out an obnoxious snort of a caw and took flight with three sturdy beats.
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