[ At least the Murkrow is finally being useful! Aroma chirps at the sight of it carrying that package, but he's not the target - the Fletchling tracks back down where Crows came from, then flutters back down to lead Towa in her direction.
Moving quickly with her folded umbrella, she calls out. ]
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Moving quickly with her folded umbrella, she calls out. ]
Excuse me! Um! Miss!