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A distinctive cry can be heard from inside the stone building as an irritated Augurey flaps its wings wildly from inside his cage. As he settles back to sleep; little greenish-black feathers fall to the floor.
Lyddia jumped with excitement. Yes! She quickly grabbed a feather then looked around for the other things on her list.
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The Narrator Just outside the stable doors sits a wooden bench. Upon the bench a horse brush has been left out. Are those flaxen colored hairs still clinging to the bristles?
As Lyddia looked she saw a brush with a couple hairs in it. Lyddia grabbed one and inspected it, then crossed the item off her list.
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The Narrator A gust of wind sweeps through the stables, stirring around the loose material inside. When the wind settles, loose feathers flutter to the ground. Best stick with grabbing one of these, rather than yanking one off the creature it came from.
Lyddia felt the wind and saw the feathers, she grabbed one quickly and kept looking.
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The Narrator Granted, trees and things were not nearly as fascinating or prized as golden feathers, but maybe the pile of freshly raked
leaves outside the abraxan stables would be useful to the students nonetheless.
Aww, she missed the pheonix feathers, how else would she get them? As Lyddia pondered this she saw a pile of leaves outside the stables. Lyddia walked over and grabbed one. Well, at least she had something else, although she really would have liked the pheonix feather...