Reed, Marsh, Pheasant, Sora, and Umber stood outside Queen Moorhen's palace. They were talking about the war. Their sister Crane had already died, and they particularly didn't want anyone else to die. "What is going to happen?" Umber asked frantically, looking from side to side. "I don't know," said Reed, the bigwing, said. "We have to stay strong. Look at what happened to Crane." "What if there was a prophecy about ending the war?" Pheasant peeped in a sad, gloomy voice. Marsh's hopes were raised for the first time, but not too much. "Great." He sighed. "Idea." "Yes, indeed, Pheasant," Reed agreed. He then shook his head. The others were confused, then figured that he probably was thinking about something else. "I can't take it anymore!" he cried. He walked up to the guards. "Where is Queen Moorhen?" he strictly demanded. "She is not here. Burn-" one of the guards began. He cleared his throat, and continued- "Queen Burn, I mean to say, has called her for a visit to- what do you call it? Allying?"
Reed glanced at the others. "Could really use a prophecy."
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