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Feb 21, 2011 20:24

A colorful young wood duck waddles into view, looking about curiously as it seems to recognize its surroundings. It pauses below the sign, craning its neck up at the writing a moment before completing the neck turn to groom its wings a bit. It utters soft sounds as it busily preens, then shakes and fluffs its feathers. That done it waddles again, finding a large space of empty floor where it won't be accidentally stumbled over.

The little duck looks around the room again, this time peering as if looking for familiar faces.

Quack?
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