Caged bird

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"And why does the caged bird sing?" Whumper purred as they dragged their fingers roughly over the bars of the ornate, golden, human-sized birdcage.

"B-because my master wishes it." Whumpee quietly finishes.

"Very good, my little songbird. And for my next song, I would like..."

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