Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
"Yup. I think so", Amy nodded to Nessie, giving her a grin. Her little loch ness monster. But cuter, she looked around at everyone who had found the bits. Oh. She seemed to be the oldest. Woot. She'd have to organise and not only. Was Amy highly immature? Yes. Did sh do organisation? No. Well, rarely. It just wasn't one of the things she did. She winged things a lot of the time, but she reconed they could work out what it was if they worked together. And she had a lot of Puff pride. A lot.
"Come on badgers we can work it out!" She called, serious house pride dropping into her tone.
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