By the amount there, he suspects they - the birds - may possibly be native. He looks back to them, remembering what he had thought about upon seeing them in the first place.
"...There's a bird in my world called a duduo. They have two heads and, well- they don't have wings, and they're not really similar by body shape, but they have two long legs like these birds too, and their evolution comes with a tail. It's not as feathery, but they remind me of them."
It was a nice thought at least, of the bird keepers and trainers that kept them.
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By the amount there, he suspects they - the birds - may possibly be native. He looks back to them, remembering what he had thought about upon seeing them in the first place.
"...There's a bird in my world called a duduo. They have two heads and, well- they don't have wings, and they're not really similar by body shape, but they have two long legs like these birds too, and their evolution comes with a tail. It's not as feathery, but they remind me of them."
It was a nice thought at least, of the bird keepers and trainers that kept them.
"Do you have anything like them in your world?"