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Agita, a blond, dark skinned harpy, with hair short and snarled, could be seen soaring through the skies, accompanied by her two sisters, Agatha, and Sally. Just as they normally do during their days, they practice their song, singing to each other as they enjoy flying through the open sky. One day, Agatha had an idea; she wondered what it would be like if they all sung together, their voices matching in harmony. Of course, this raised a debate over what song would be sung, each sister wanting to voice her own tune. Until one day, Agita came up with a beautiful, powerful song, the best she'd ever sang in her life. She felt charged with emotion at the beauty of her voice, letting her heart soar as she perched on the branch of a tree, singing loudly, and without care.
However, it would seem some other had been listening to her song, and rather enjoyed it. A handsome young woman appeared from out of a nearby bush. She had long, brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, a light skin color, and an apparent appreciation for Agita's music.
"That song was beautiful!" she said, looking up at Agita with a smile.
However, it would seem some other had been listening to her song, and rather enjoyed it. A handsome young woman appeared from out of a nearby bush. She had long, brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, a light skin color, and an apparent appreciation for Agita's music.
"That song was beautiful!" she said, looking up at Agita with a smile.