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... ers or the groan of the inn’s old mattress.
It was warmth.
Something small and absurdly solid had wedged itself against the curve of my ribs during the night. A faint vibration hummed against me, like the echo of a purring cat translated through glass.
When I cracked my eyes open, a gleam of green stared back— close, and impossibly awake.
"Qwy..." My voice was gravelly, and the sound made her feathers twitch.
The little thing squeaked in delight, then head ...
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