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"Thanks!" The tyrian chirps with a smile, landing right in
front of you. Almost immediatelly, he's up in your face
and curiously checking you out. "I haven't seen a vayron
in ages! Do any of you guys still live wild?"

Prompt 1 - You don't mind Patchwork's up-and-down, sitting down in front of him. "Wild?" You ask, head tilted to a side. "You really have been gone for a while, haven't you? The people asked for our help investigating your return. Why'd you come back?"
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IT'S THE LAST ONE. At least for now. Asgfsdfsgfgh. What is a canyon. My way of drawing the cliffs certainly didn't change in every picture. It's just your imagination.

I think I was supposed to say something more clever here but can't remember anymore. I want to sleep.

Though, send help. There's something terribly wrong with Valpas' muzzle.

Valpas & art (c) me

Patchwork, Vayrons, Tyrians (c)
_ _ _
The ending:
Patchwork tilts his head, ceasing his inspection. "So that's why you've been
tracking me?" He sighs then, but doesn't look annoyed. "We came back
because we were allowed to. It... wasn't safe before. Or so we were told.
I can't say much." And with that, the tyrian frowns, unfolds his wings and
rises to the sky once more, leaving you with more questions than
before.

Description
"Thanks!" The tyrian chirps with a smile, landing right in
front of you. Almost immediatelly, he's up in your face
and curiously checking you out. "I haven't seen a vayron
in ages! Do any of you guys still live wild?"

Prompt 1 - You don't mind Patchwork's up-and-down, sitting down in front of him. "Wild?" You ask, head tilted to a side. "You really have been gone for a while, haven't you? The people asked for our help investigating your return. Why'd you come back?"
_ _ _
IT'S THE LAST ONE. At least for now. Asgfsdfsgfgh. What is a canyon. My way of drawing the cliffs certainly didn't change in every picture. It's just your imagination.

I think I was supposed to say something more clever here but can't remember anymore. I want to sleep.

Though, send help. There's something terribly wrong with Valpas' muzzle.

Valpas & art (c) me

Patchwork, Vayrons, Tyrians (c)
_ _ _
The ending:
Patchwork tilts his head, ceasing his inspection. "So that's why you've been
tracking me?" He sighs then, but doesn't look annoyed. "We came back
because we were allowed to. It... wasn't safe before. Or so we were told.
I can't say much." And with that, the tyrian frowns, unfolds his wings and
rises to the sky once more, leaving you with more questions than
before.