Akugo sat in a tree branch, far from the Cloud. He was in a dense forest, listening to the sounds of nature. On vacation, Aku was in casual clothes, and unarmed. For food, he had a large bag hanging from a nearby branch, and for shelter....well, he had the trees. Soon, a bird landed in his upturned palm. Smiling, Akugo began to have a conversation with it.
"Hello, little one."
"Hello, odd one. Do tell me why your skin is so dark and your hair so light?"
"I was born in a country far away from here, where my features are common and accepted as beautiful."
"Oh. It sounds like an odd place. Well, I must be off."
"Goodbye then, fly free. I will spread the word of your friendliness to all with wings." He said, as was a custom of his when speaking with birds. He then went back to his relaxation, his white hair and stone-gray skin completely obliterating all hopes of camouflage.
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