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*Every since I was a grifflet, I've always wondered about my true destiny._
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*I keep seeing horrible dreams, where I was a different creature. Usually it's a sort of bird, from a pathetic eagle to a glorious roc. But none are as perfect as that griffon body that I currently have, and yet my heart wants to be something else._
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*And every day, at some random moment, I have this annoying habit. Sometimes, [spoiler]||I cluck. And every morning I have that urge to climb unto some ledge and crow my lungs out. eVERYONE iS lAUGHING aT mE bECAUSE OF mY sTUPID hABIT, aND i cAN'T gET iT oUT oF mY hEAD.[/spoiler]_
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*||I need to stop. I need to be a gentleman so everycreature will start treating me better. But I can't resist that urge. I can't. I can't. I ca--[/spoiler]_
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*||COCKADOODLE DOOOOOOO! COCKADOODLE DOOOOOO||*
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