"Okay." He finishes the muffin. "That was a really good muffin, miss non-flying forest hermit who doesn't talk to squirrels. I have no idea where you get muffin ingredients, but you do amazing things with them. Maybe it's owls. Do you have an owl friend who steals small bags of flour from nearby towns and picks cranberries for you by the light of the moon, carrying them here one at a time in his beak? That would be very impractical. Maybe he has a little cranberry bag that he can carry in his claws. Talons? I think it's talons when it's a bird."
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Date: 2014-06-10 02:27 am (UTC)