Aragorn preened his beautiful stripped feathers. The grass was taller than the all of the flock, so they felt safe in the meadow. He wanted to crow, but he knew that unless he could get above the weeds, he couldn't see who's attention it may draw. So he choked it down and told the hens to...
"Concerned for you're self cluck." The rooster turned and looked behind the rock. "Get back to the flock, tell them to run for their lives. You have no honor. I will die either way." He soared down to the corner as the coon was coming around.
(sorry was busy next door- with the tipsy Centaurian lol)
"They may have a Trap. Not me. I can Handle anything without hands or predators claws. My father was taken out by an eagle Cluck." He turned his head up the path. "Too late, he's comming. Coockadoodledoo! You run or fight, I am...
"You think you do." the rooster said. "They will try to take it. I will help with the growler, you get the coon. I also know how to get to the sky city. I don't want the shiny thing. I have no hands to carry it."
(Nah I don't want them. I only want the 1 character. I have too many over in empires. The chickens are tires of rolling eggs up the hill)
"Bad forces join together, take out the malice while you can cluck. You save my flock from these two, the cockerels can protect them and I will help...
(I'm a rooster. The bull coon does the head chopping and hides the shinny thing, but he has to share his eggs with a badger. Poor chickens have it tough. The rooster just want to protect his flock.)
"He's a big badger and a big coon, they killed a dog last year cluck." You kill them I'll...
"He'll take you down, I'll crow I will. You ask him first. Or I'll crow. I have to protect my flock! Have you no shame you fanged beast?"
(Its a bull coon and a badger... you wanna take the character? I don't want any more than the rooster :p Owl its your turn by the way)
The rooster pointed. "It belongs the the beheader. He likes shinny things, and we pay a lot of eggs to keep him from eating us. You'll make him mad, he's eat us all. Chop off out heads he will. That's his favorite shinny thing. He burries his favorite things cluck."