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Ly closes her eyes and almost seems to be dreaming as she sings a slow, quiet, beckoning song.

 

Although you can barely hear her, Ly’s song carries clearly to the bird. It ruffles it’s feathers and shuffles it’s feet on the branch for a moment. Then it takes to the sky and swoops in a trance-like flight. 

 

The bird perches on one the posts of the bridge beside you and cocks it’s head. 

 

Dex steps forward to speak with your new companion…