Mist knew it was only a matter of time. Think! She told herself. She knew what helped. If only she could remember. Then, the realization struck her. A wolve's mouth did not have much protection. If only she could get them to eat a bunch of thorns. She remembered that there was an herb that...
Mist sat silently. She could only wait. If anything, the herb she used would damage wolves sense of smell temporarily. Mist slowly inched herself over to some cobwebs so she could blend in.
Mist pushed the largest hay bale she could. Mist ran to assist a stumbling chick in to a a crack in the floor. She covered hay on the chick, and some herbs to block the scent. "Everyone, cover yourself in this!" She shouted as she handed it out. Then, she got under hay and flattened herself out.
Skylar sat on her nest. She felt tiny movement from the nest. It couldn't be. It was too early to hatch!
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Mist looked for some cobwebs. It was not very busy medically, so she had to restock her supplies. She frowned as thunder boomed in the distance.
Name : Skylar
Age: 28
Gender: Female
History: Entire life spent in Sky flock
Picture/Description: She has gray/white feathers and navy blue eyes
Species: White dove
Breed: unknown
Status: Broody
Flock: Sky Flock
Username: Chickenraiser24
Name: Mist
Age:17
History: She grew up with her parents always teaching her to choose peace over war.
Pictures/Description: Blue/gray feathers
Species: Chicken
Breed: (I'm not sure)
Status: Healer (is this place already taken?)
Flock: Grass Flock
Username: Chickenraiser24