Left-Handed Birdventure

Let's stick around.

Go get some of them left-handed BUUUGS, preferably before left-handed curfew

You decide to stick around and try to find some o' those sweet, sweet, sweet, SWEET bugs. You listen carefully for the sounds of tiny legs scurrying beneath the soil and the subtle shifting of earth.


You get ready spear your beak into the dirt when you feel a familiar intimidating aura coming from somewhere behind you...







MOVE OUT AND GO FIND A MATE



She's getting a lot less subtle about this.

>_