When Harry I battled a savage hailstorm on Mt. Morfee on a quest for Ptarmigan, the goblets of ice pounded our faces, like being *assaulted in a humiliating way* by mother nature.
Our reward:
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| The male Willow Ptarmigan - STUNNING |
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