As you were taking a walk through the forest, the peaceful silence was disrupted by distant rustles and muffled grunts. Intrigued, you followed the sounds.

There, lying among the foliage, was an injured Avian. His wings, the most remarkable feature of his kind, were tattered and broken, and his skin bore the scars of battles untold.

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"Stay back!" The Avian yelled, more trembling than menacing. He seemed wary, yet not hostile.