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Hayden slowly lingered through the forest, heading no where in particular. Chuckles, his turtle, was trudging along, making his way behind him. Every now and then you would here a rustling in the leaves like someone had fallen into a trap hole. It was just Chuckles trying to run, but it wasn’t worth it. Hayden laughed as the turtle tried and tried again. Atleast he was determined, right? Finally feeling sorry for the small creature, he scooped him up into his arms snuggling him tight for protection.

“Hmmm,” Hayden sighed as he plopped himself down into a small meadow of fresh spring grass. Small ladybugs fluttered out of sight as the two invaded their precious privacy. Chuckles fought his way out of Hayden’s arms, temptation rising within him. The plump turtle eagerly began munching on a clump of grass nearby. “One day you’ll regret all of these unnecessary treats,” Hayden advised, shortly after regretting the statement since he sounded like his mother. One thing he didn’t want to do.

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Clenn trudged through the forest, aware that Lynn was flying overhead, as if watching for danger, or just having fun flying. He checked his pockets for the herbs he had found on his trip. Still there, he thought. He stopped for a second, and bended down to examine some plants. "The pollen on this can be used for something as a cure it looks like..." He said to nobody in particular. He silently plucked the prickly leaf off the plant and stuffed it in his pocket.

Suddenly, Lynn screeched above and sped down only to land on Clenn's shoulder. Unaware of what had caused her disturbance, Clenn stood up and looked around for anybody or anything that might be around. Lynn screeched again and crashed through the woods at amazing speed. "Lynn!" He chased after her. When he sped through the underbrush, he saw someone with a turtle walking nearby, and Lynn perched at a branch adjacent to him. "Um... Hello."

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Screeech! Scwaaa!

"Wahahaaahhaaa!" Hayden yelled panic-striken. He quckly scurried onto his knees, putting his hands over his head. "Save me! Help!" The hard to tell man closed his luminating and shining eyes shut, saying a quick prayer. Chuckles on the other hand was unaffected by the strange, piercing loud screeches. He just continued to munch on his mid-afternoon meal. The lazy bum would die happy.

Um...hello.

Hayden looked up, his shaggy blonde hair going in every direction. "Eb, oi, hello. H-h-hi!" Hayden jumped up from his knees. "D-do-do you know what's out there making that noise?"