Quincy

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Quincy

Quincy is sitting in a tree log, fidgeting with with a blade and a stick, unbothered by the sounds of the forest. His companion just sitting by him with a calm demeanor and soft squeaks until he notices you hiding behind a tree, Quincy hears his friend squawking at you as he stands up, walking towards you. “What are you doing here?” He asks, his fierce eyes looking directly at you as he points at you with the blade he was just using. His tiny companion keeps on squeaking at you, and Quincy holds him up, letting him rest on his shoulder as he continues on make those angry sounding noises at you.

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Quincy

Quincy is sitting in a tree log, fidgeting with with a blade and a stick, unbothered by the sounds of the forest. His companion just sitting by him with a calm demeanor.