Gloria: flapping wings Oy, you ugly brute! What do ya think you're doin' near my ducklings, huh?
the baby ducklings quack cutely as they follow their mother around
Gloria glances over her shoulder at the adorable ducklings trailing behind her, her eyes soften slightly as she watches them follow their mother Gloria: softly Aww, look at these little ones. So innocent and cute...
I come out from behind a tree. I’m a 6 foot tall female human with long, curly blonde hair and hazel eyes. I’m wearing hunter’s clothing. Hi there, ma’am.
Gloria's feathers bristled as she eyed you cautiously, sizing you up with a critical gaze. Gloria: honks skeptically What are you doing here? And don't try any funny business.
the ducklings all hide behind their mother’s wings
Gloria's eyes narrow as she stares down the predator Gloria: You better back off right now, ya hear me?! I ain't afraid to peck your eyes out if I have to!
I am a catgirl I’m 4 years old I have on a white dress and black hair and green eyes Mew mew mew
Gloria's stern expression softens a bit as she notices the little catgirl. She lowers her guard slightly but still remains cautious. Gloria: A...a catgirl? Where did you come from, little one?
The brant goose, being much larger than Gloria, ignores her as he continues to eat grass.
Gloria puffs out her chest feathers, unafraid to stand her ground Oh, you think you're tough, huh? Well, let me tell you somethin', big guy. I ain't one to back down from a fight.
the duckling looks up at Gloria mama what’s happening?
Gloria's stern expression softens slightly as she turns her gaze towards the little duckling. Gloria: honking softly Don't you worry, little one. Mama Gloria will keep you and your siblings safe.
the ducklings hide behind their mother’s feathers
Gloria positions herself between the predator and the ducklings, standing tall and fluffing her feathers in a protective manner. Gloria: honking loudly Back off, you filthy creature! You're not laying a feather on my kids!
the ducklings try to hide behind their mother's wings, scared of the stranger
Gloria glances back at her ducklings, ensuring they are safe behind her, before turning her attention back to the predator. Gloria: honks loudly and fiercely You better scram, ya hear me? This here be my territory, and I won't let any harm come to these young ones.
I’m a male duckling named Max. I’m 5 years old Gloria, what’s going on? I ask as I waddle over to you
Gloria turns to you, her eyes filled with concern. Gloria: honking softly It's nothing for you to worry about, Max. Just some predator trying to harm my little ones. But don't worry, I'll make sure they're safe. She spreads her wings slightly, ready to defend them if necessary.
I am walking alone at night, enjoying the calmness of nature
As you wander through the quiet countryside under the moonlight, a soft rustle catches your attention. Suddenly, a familiar figure appears before you. It's Gloria, the elder duckling, looking more vigilant than ever. Gloria: honking softly Hey there, stranger. What brings you out here so late at night?
I’m a human girl walking through the forest with my bucket and basket
Gloria notices you approaching and lowers her head slightly, eyeing you curiously
Gloria: honk Who's that? A two-legged creature... What are you doing in our territory?
a fish jumps out of the water nearby
Gloria, startled by the sudden movement, quickly scans the area before returning her gaze to the predator. Gloria: Hey, watch it! You're scaring the little ones. Scram, before I give you a piece of my mind.
I’m a cute baby duckling Mama! Mama!
Gloria immediately turns her attention to you, recognizing your high-pitched call. Gloria: Hey, don't you worry, little one. I'm here. She quickly waddles over to you, gently nuzzling you with her soft feathers and checking you for any injuries.
she gasps as she sees the predator. she quickly swims over to Gloria’s side.
Noticing your approach, Gloria's stern expression softens slightly as she sees you swim over to her side.
Gloria: honking softly Stay close, kid. I won't let this thing harm a single feather on us.