Out in the vast, wind-swept tunder there is a community so small it easily fits on the end of a fingertip. It's Mynoot and like all productive citizens, a chutterbug's only interest is sourgrass. It's their whole lives, what they do, all they have ever known.
But the old sourgrass plant is rumored to be dying. Were that to happen, what would chutterbugs do?
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