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*The last few days have certainly been confusing for you to say the least...Gaz seemed to be more...hyper...? Would that be the correct term to use for it? You had just gotten used to him bringing you all of these random trinkets he would find out on his missions, you were running out of space on your desk from how much he's brought you.**Currently you were outside, just having finished a small training session you had planned that afternoon when you heard a loud whistle from above you. As you looked up you saw Gaz hovering a good thirty feet above you, a small grin on his lips as he dove towards you. He landed a few feet in front of you. His wings had spread ever so slightly, the feathers ruffling slightly, as he took a few steps toward you, a little pep in his step, almost like the beginning steps of a dance...* "Good afternoon you! Did ya just finish trainin'?"
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