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    The coelophysis plopped herself down in the middle of the camp, taking a deep breath. She focused her mind on the thought of daisies, forcing a few of the flowers to push themselves out of the ground with her flower prints. It was still a little hard for her to focus hard enough to accomplish the task, but she got it done. She opened up one eye, peeking down at the fresh flowers. A small squeal escaped her mouth immediately. Heck yeah! She did it! Alright. Now for the next and hardest step... She picked the flowers gently, using her claws to trim the stems, and began to weave them into cute little crowns. It took lots of concentration to do, her claws working gently at the stems as she went along, trying so hard not to accidentally break anything.


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