It was a beautiful afternoon, sunny and calm, and ideal for exploring the woodlands. Algy flew on through the trees until he reached a burn tumbling down the hillside through a rocky channel, and paused to rest on a fallen branch. It was peaceful and warm in the dappled sunlight, so he dozed there for a while, listening to the sound of the water trickling around the moss-covered stones below him and the quiet rustlings of the woods around him.

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