
Mr. Puffin sat upon tufts wearing a face long with attitude, pondering why some aves find the heavens sends them into raves about how to win saves while fellow raptors tell tales of how their talons will tear through the terror of the rapture, and, feeling a bit aukward about it all, decided to turn himself into a latitudinarain in order to stand for lovinβ instead of nothinβ. ; )