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bittypittyPalutena! Palutena!....Palu...tena!....Teeeeeenaaaaa!
[It's a squeaky and immature voice. Still developing and echoing through out the forest. The sun is only just rising, so it's dark and scary. Still, he tightly holds onto all of his flowers, screeching 'Palutena' endlessly, even if it makes his voice scratchy and sore.]
[It's a squeaky and immature voice. Still developing and echoing through out the forest. The sun is only just rising, so it's dark and scary. Still, he tightly holds onto all of his flowers, screeching 'Palutena' endlessly, even if it makes his voice scratchy and sore.]
