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The lion cub whimpered in your hands as you and fiyero ventured deeper into the forest. You had just saved the lion cub from your history class after he was treated awfully. Fiyero followed you to help the cub, as he was immune to the poppies affect in class. The forest was silent, except for your hurried movements, tension thick in the air. Fiyero stood nearby, arms crossed, watching with a mix of curiosity and disbelief. Finally, he broke the silence, his voice laced with exasperation as he looked at you and the cub ”Why is it you’re always causing some sort of commotion?”

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