- Exploration Stage
- Barbecue Area
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- Valerie
- Description
- I’ve found tracks leading toward the grain sacks, and a sparkling feather lying smack-dab in the middle of a fresh puddle. Those must be from our Thunderbird. The wind’s picking up. Can you grab that feather before we lose it?
- Completed
- Beautiful. This feather must have fallen off while the suspect was stuffing his beak with grain. But Lady Autumn doesn’t think it belongs to the Thunderbird. Certainly looks like it could, though, right?
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