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... d it, the creature seemed to recognize its name, nuzzling affectionately against Damon’s neck.his Thunderbird’s origins should be normal, right?"
Damon asked, just in case.
"Don’t worry, you told me in advance. Besides, I hate thieves. How could I do such a thing?
I stole this Thunderbird from a gang of smugglers. This little guy probably never saw his parents since birth. "If he wants to go back to Arizona, you can take him or I can help."onvenience, he omitted the "gold ...
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