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[miss heny]

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[Blue_Myst]

The sun seemingly blared into being, turning the inside of Silver's closed eyelids a dark red. With a shake, she opened her glossy yellow eyes, and realized, with a start, that she must have dozed off. Her first, sleepy thought was of breakfast, which should come at any moment from the two-leg whom she had known all her life. The sound of birds chirping in the bustling forest reminded her of reality, and she blinked in confusion. Memory rushed back into her mind as she realized she was not in her metal den, snuggled with her friends while trying to evade the curious pecks from the chickens in the metal dens below her. Now she was in a place full of green things and cold ground.

Although the place had seemed frightening the day before, the gentle sun, and the soft breeze billowing through the network of greenery made her feel . . . different than waking in her metal den. The chirruping birds arguing over some apparently high-esteemed boundary line while a finch singing to his mate made her feel more . . . at peace than she had felt in a long time. Even the dull ache of exhaustion in her legs could not dampen the emotions inside of her. Oh, Silver thought, what had she been missing!

However, she couldn't lie here very long. Her stomach was squirming with hunger and her throat felt parched. This was besides the name circling inside her head, over and over again: "Moonstar". That's right! She remembered, Moonstar was the bird the white hen had talked of, the leader of WingClan, a place where she could go to learn about living here in this beautiful place. There was nothing else for it. Silver rose from the ground, shook the sleep from her feathers, and stormed into the forest. It was time to find out the life she had been missing in her metal den.

 

[Delta1_05]

Lena was a flyer. She'd come across a clearing in the forest from the air, and decided it might be a nice place to rest a while where she could easily spot any predators coming out into the open for her. You see, Lena had very slow reaction times and if something sprang at her from behind a tree, she would be - literally - dead meat.

She tried to remember how long she had been flying for. Her body was built for this kind of thing, she could go on forever, but even the most enduring chicken had to rest from time to time. At least she'd gotten away from that horrid shooting rang where her sister had been killed...

Don't stay here, you can't help me now. You can only save yourself. Remember about the plan? Lena's sister had told her. They had unfortunately been born into a game ranch, which they agreed totally sucked, and had thus began concocting a grand escape plan for the day when they were strong enough. It looked like Lena was going to have to carry it out herself, but she knew without the other hen's help she would never have been able to pull it all off.

 

[miss heny]

goes and get some water, and watch the fishes with her green eyes

 

[Gerbil]

So many pages!!! I just left!!!!

 

[miss heny]

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[Blue_Myst]

Trudging through the forest was harder than her optimism had lead her to believe. The roots were gnarled and tripped her big, yellow feet easily while the brambles and prickers slashed from all sides. It wasn't like in the metal den, where she had to only walk a few footfalls to reach her next meal, or take a sip of water. Apprehensively, Silver glanced from side to side, but nothing looked edible. She had seen no metal food troughs full of food -- she believed the two-leg called them "pellets" -- to eat from, and she was beginning to wonder how in the world these wild chickens survived. Surely the lack of food would have killed any chicken by now.

thank you

shack the fur of the fox that she pulled off when fighting him

next time, i will just run and not fight

Suddenly, Silver heard voices, voices of her kind. Eagerly, she barged forward through some brambles, and saw a hen emerging from some gnarled bushes with help from a . . . strange looking hen. She was larger than the other, with very long tail feathers and . . . were those spikes sticking out of the back of her legs? (I know its' a rooster, but I don't think Silver, coming from a battery hen farm, would know what a rooster "was"

).

"Hello!" called Silver enthusiastically as she approached them. "Are you lost, too? I'm terribly confused, I don't know this strange place at all," she stared at them earnestly. "Do you know where I could find a chicken named Moonstar? I need to find her, I was told that she could help me!"​

 

[Gerbil]

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I must leave for tonight, till tomorrow!!!

 

[miss heny]

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Suddenly, Silver heard voices, voices of her kind. Eagerly, she barged forward through some brambles, and saw a hen emerging from some gnarled bushes with help from a . . . strange looking hen. She was larger than the other, with very long tail feathers and . . . were those spikes sticking out of the back of her legs? (I know its' a rooster, but I don't think Silver, coming from a battery hen farm, would know what a rooster "was"

).

"Hello!" called Silver enthusiastically as she approached them. "Are you lost, too? I'm terribly confused, I don't know this strange place at all," she stared at them earnestly. "Do you know where I could find a chicken named Moonstar? I need to find her, I was told that she could help me!"

( i hi, um i am waiting for the leader of the wingclan to come

want some dried frog legs?

 

[miss heny]

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I must leave for tonight, till tomorrow!!!

(just let me join!)