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Survivor

Snowbird

Wilson P. Higgsbury

Life in the frozen wastes.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

It's so soft.

My handbook doesn't show them in this colour...

They're extra downy.

Some kind of blueish white bird.

Don't peck on my pocket watches while you're in there!

This little fellow seems quite frigid.

Let me lend you my warmth, feathered friend.

This bird knows about the cold.

Such fluffy feathers.

You're new.

Nothing up my sleeve...

What pretty white feathers.

Let's name it "Francis".

Life in the barren, frozen wastes.

It's so soft. It is my enemy.

Ms. Wickerbottom

A winter coat for the Cardinalis? How peculiar!

Ms. Wickerbottom

It's so delicate.

It looks cold out here. I bet it wants a fire.

It's so fluffy.

She ain't bothering no one.

You're just feather and bone.

Is pretty white color bird.

Is fluffy bird. Nice bird.

Go fly south or something!

It's stealing my warmth.

Snow Tweeter

Needs home

That's a bird, or so I've heard.

Mind my fingers.

Snowy bird.

It like to be pet.

A FOOLISH BIRD

JUST A FEATHERY BLOB