This is the tale of the Quail and the Owl
written by me.
The quail lived on a farm but visited the owl every day. They always met at this humongous log. The farmer was once out counting the quails at a different time and that quail had left so he waited for it to return and then he was going to chop his head off and have it for dinner.
The quail wasn't watching so he waddled his way across the farm until he saw the farmer in front of him with Shotgun aimed at his head. The quail ran as fast as he could away but the farmer was shooting at the quail. hopefully though the quail knew where he was going so the farmer wasn't able to follow him into the forest.
The owl heard the gunshots and he woke up looking for his friend at the log. The owl was asleep in the log which rolled down a hill into the river he tried to break free but his wing had been damaged and the quail was lost in a different part of the forest where you could hear the roar of a bear as if it was about to eat me.
Fly fly there was a squirrel in the tree signaling to move .the quail couldn't respond but it was too late bye then an eagle with a beak as shiny as gold and wings and fast as a cheetah moving through the air. The eagle picked up the quail and glided its way up to where it's nest is to feed his baby Eagles.
The owl is flapping with all its muscle which is a big as a bean but yeah. He finally completed his way out of the log but he has never recognized where he is so he flew up to find that he is as far away as one side of wellington to the other. He chose to constantly move until he found the bright side of the forest. The quail tumbled down to find that he was near the owl because of the shadow sneaking behind the old broken tree. The owl and the quail found each other and followed the river so they lived in the forest for the rest of their lives.
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