[ Hannah was on her way back home to the club, a canvas bag dangling from one arm, when she happens across the little bird just outside.
Its pained chirping is enough to draw her attention, but the wing makes her all-out frown. She crouches, extending her free hand to the poor creature ]
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Its pained chirping is enough to draw her attention, but the wing makes her all-out frown. She crouches, extending her free hand to the poor creature ]
Hey there, little guy. What happened to you?