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Maple was sitting in his nest. He wasn’t really one to go outside very often, much less Hunt. He had found these sharp shards that served almost like water, but with a clearer image. No matter where it had come from, he had automatically fallen in love with it. He had been staring at his reflection when he saw Belle out of the corner of his eye. He took his time turning around and looking at her. He jumped down from the small area he called his own, and walked over to the molly, looking at the flowers. He couldn’t say he was exactly impressed, however, he wasn’t going to hurt Belle’s feelings. He wasn’t above that, as that was just rude. “Cool!” He said, smiling, becoming somewhat enthusiastic, waiting to see where Dusk was.

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