The backstory

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It was a cold day in happy valley, Portland. I was all alone in the adoption center. All my friends had already found new homes. Maybe it's because the color of my wings isn't as bright... No! I mustn't be so pessimistic! I'm sure someday someone will adopt me and I will find a home.
That's when something amazing happened. There he stood. Infront of my cage was a man who stared at me adoringly. "Mr. Harris!" My caretaker called "Ah, I see you've taken a liking to our hawk?!"
"Yes. I would like to take it home with me"
O-omg its finally happening!!!
I was getting adopted!!

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