♔THE QUEEN'S EMPIRE'S RETURN! ♔ (A Medieval Chicken RP!)

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Name-Benjamin
Breed- Wyandotte
Variety- Gold Laced
Gender- male
Rank- a villager boy, sells bread at the marketplace
Personality- Funny, smart, knows all the tricks of the streets
Family- A poor villager mother. Father died in a cockfight
Other- he would be 16 if he were a human
(Butter's cockerel)
Ooooh I like him
 
Lolly elbowed Butterscotch again.
"Heeey...Look at that guy!" She giggled, laughing at a balding old rooster with a combover, trying to hide his bare spot on his head.
She made her voice sound deep and elderly, imitating the rather pompous rooster.
"Good evening! I am the Grand Duke of so-and-so!"
Butterscotch burst into a fit of giggles. “No,no more like” she cleared her throat softly “I’m the grand old duke of York I had ten thousand men then I marched them up the top of the hill and marched them down again”.
 
Polly sighed. "Alright dear!" She said, patting her young sister on the head.
(how old is she?)
She gathered her up in her wings and started to dance.
(Daffodil is 13 in human years)
Daffodil frowned "I'm not a chick anymore" she protested. The young princess dragged her sister onto the dance floor. "You dance all the male parts" she said giggling. "I'm not strong enough to dip you".



Lolly tumbled into the ballroom after her older sister. She was wearing a pretty copper dress and an anklet made of tiny jasper stones strung together. She looked around for someone friendly. As the orchestra started to play a slow, romantic song, her attention turned to a nice-looking cockerel.
(anyone want to play that cockerel? If Lolly were a human she would be 16, so naturally she is getting more interested in the cockerels.)



(Daffodil is 13 in human years)
Daffodil frowned "I'm not a chick anymore" she protested. The young princess dragged her sister onto the dance floor. "You dance all the male parts" she said giggling. "I'm not strong enough to dip you".
 
Butterscotch burst into a fit of giggles. “No,no more like” she cleared her throat softly “I’m the grand old duke of York I had ten thousand men then I marched them up the top of the hill and marched them down again”.
Lolly laughed so hard she snorted.


Polly spotted Katie scurrying across the ballroom. She put Daffodil down and hurried after the run-away chick. "Katie!" She called, sweeping her up into a feathery hug. "Where are you going, darling?"
 

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