"This is the life!" I said to the others.
"Yes it is!" said one of our troop.
"Yes it is!" said the others.
We travel north to a new land from an old one that we want to forget, and we collect others of our kind as we go. Our adventures on our long road are many to retell, and those that we remember in farther days, we shall share with our next generations in times to come.
We shall tell them of the red swamplands, and of the bears that we found as we passed through there with our lives. We shall tell them of the woodlands, and of the dangerous wolves that we fought there. Of the men that we encountered along the long roads, those stories may be the most dramatic.
We shall also tell them of the delicious field chickens that we found in the sunny and warm pollen valleys, and of the wild roots that sustained us as we crossed the snow and ice of the frozen mountain passes, with skinny bones and cold feet.
Yes, we had many adventures. We became good friends as our group grew, and we were sad when others of us went their own way, or remained in the valleys and prairies with others of our kind that lived there.
It is a great and wide world, and it is wild with adventure and new lands to explore.
One day, I myself shall return to visit many of those lands that we crossed on our long road.
Spotted Brown Stripe - Friend of many friends.
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