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My writing is just trashy rambling tbh

Alois liked to go on walks. He enjoyed going on walks with other wynglings- or Vynel, he should say, as he lacked many other friends- but he was also fine going alone. Today was one of those days where he would have to go on a walk alone. He couldn’t find Vynel anywhere; not that he looked particularly hard to find her in the first place. He went on his usual walking path, which trailed through some woods, small fields, and and a stream leading to a lake, but this time he decided to walk a little further than usual. He left in the morning, so he figured he would be fine to walk further than usual and still get back home before dark. He took the path through the forest, up through one of the small fields, and to part of the stream, where he took a break to get a drink. Nothing super thrilling happened, but he was still content. After all, it was a nice, warm day, everything seemed peaceful, and he was alone. Alois didn’t need much excitement, and he rarely felt excited, but he was okay with that. A little later on the walk, however, he found something that actually excited him, although he didn’t know why it excited him. It was a large looking rock formation,
“It looks like a mountain, it’s huge!” thought Alois, and he suddenly felt determined to get to the top. He didn’t exactly know why he felt this way; he wasn’t a super adventurous wyngling, and he wasn’t really an avid climber either. He supposed it just looked like fun. Maybe it wasn’t so fun after all; he was struggling to make it to just the halfway point! His limbs felt tired and heavy. He felt tired and sweaty. He was breathing heavily. Was the rock really that big, or was he just seriously out of shape? He used to commend himself on his stamina, but maybe he wasn’t as great as he thought he was. Even still, he continued to push upwards at a snail’s pace, trying to focus on grabbing with his front claws and pushing with his back paws. After what felt like forever, he had finally made it to the top. Before he even had time to celebrate, he collapsed and fell asleep.
When he awoke, Alois slowly lifted his head,fluttered his eyes, and saw the sun was beginning to set. Whoa, when had it gotten this late?? He was going to miss curfew!! Alma was going to be so mad at him! He just about sprang up from his comfortable position on the rock, but then he noticed how pretty the scenery in front of him was. He could see everything- the trees, the field, the lake, the clouds- all blanketed in the calming orange glow of the sun. He began to relax again and continue to look at the scenery. Surprisingly enough, he had forgotten Alma’s wrath completely, one of his greatest fears. Alma had gotten mad at him once, and he cried so hard, it actually made Alma feel kinda bad, but Alois had vowed to never make anyone else mad at him ever again. Up until this point, he supposed. There was just something here that made him want to stay, and it was about to blow past him at the speed of light.
Alois felt a breeze. It was just a small one at first, but he began to notice it was getting stronger by the second. He looked where the wind was coming from, and he saw: a wyngro? Yes, that was a wyngro! He zoomed by at high speeds, and he seemed to blow all the clouds away when he went past; the sky had become completely clear of all clouds. Who was that wyngro? Alois didn’t really care, but he was completely struck with admiration. It was like nothing had happened, yet to him, everything had. That was it, he thought. That was why he felt the need to climb up here, and to wait. It was a message, a subconscious calling, and it told him to fly. With a new sense of purpose, Alois made his descent down the rock and trotted happily back to the nook.

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Description
My writing is just trashy rambling tbh

Alois liked to go on walks. He enjoyed going on walks with other wynglings- or Vynel, he should say, as he lacked many other friends- but he was also fine going alone. Today was one of those days where he would have to go on a walk alone. He couldn’t find Vynel anywhere; not that he looked particularly hard to find her in the first place. He went on his usual walking path, which trailed through some woods, small fields, and and a stream leading to a lake, but this time he decided to walk a little further than usual. He left in the morning, so he figured he would be fine to walk further than usual and still get back home before dark. He took the path through the forest, up through one of the small fields, and to part of the stream, where he took a break to get a drink. Nothing super thrilling happened, but he was still content. After all, it was a nice, warm day, everything seemed peaceful, and he was alone. Alois didn’t need much excitement, and he rarely felt excited, but he was okay with that. A little later on the walk, however, he found something that actually excited him, although he didn’t know why it excited him. It was a large looking rock formation,
“It looks like a mountain, it’s huge!” thought Alois, and he suddenly felt determined to get to the top. He didn’t exactly know why he felt this way; he wasn’t a super adventurous wyngling, and he wasn’t really an avid climber either. He supposed it just looked like fun. Maybe it wasn’t so fun after all; he was struggling to make it to just the halfway point! His limbs felt tired and heavy. He felt tired and sweaty. He was breathing heavily. Was the rock really that big, or was he just seriously out of shape? He used to commend himself on his stamina, but maybe he wasn’t as great as he thought he was. Even still, he continued to push upwards at a snail’s pace, trying to focus on grabbing with his front claws and pushing with his back paws. After what felt like forever, he had finally made it to the top. Before he even had time to celebrate, he collapsed and fell asleep.
When he awoke, Alois slowly lifted his head,fluttered his eyes, and saw the sun was beginning to set. Whoa, when had it gotten this late?? He was going to miss curfew!! Alma was going to be so mad at him! He just about sprang up from his comfortable position on the rock, but then he noticed how pretty the scenery in front of him was. He could see everything- the trees, the field, the lake, the clouds- all blanketed in the calming orange glow of the sun. He began to relax again and continue to look at the scenery. Surprisingly enough, he had forgotten Alma’s wrath completely, one of his greatest fears. Alma had gotten mad at him once, and he cried so hard, it actually made Alma feel kinda bad, but Alois had vowed to never make anyone else mad at him ever again. Up until this point, he supposed. There was just something here that made him want to stay, and it was about to blow past him at the speed of light.
Alois felt a breeze. It was just a small one at first, but he began to notice it was getting stronger by the second. He looked where the wind was coming from, and he saw: a wyngro? Yes, that was a wyngro! He zoomed by at high speeds, and he seemed to blow all the clouds away when he went past; the sky had become completely clear of all clouds. Who was that wyngro? Alois didn’t really care, but he was completely struck with admiration. It was like nothing had happened, yet to him, everything had. That was it, he thought. That was why he felt the need to climb up here, and to wait. It was a message, a subconscious calling, and it told him to fly. With a new sense of purpose, Alois made his descent down the rock and trotted happily back to the nook.

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