A Chicken Clan RP "ҒІу щїτн Тнε вѓееze" Lock please!!

[Attack Chicken]

( I thought we went back in time before she was gone?lol I'm stll 99% confused on all this)

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

good point, then I dunno

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

Quote:
( and i'm 100% confused! )

 

[Gerbil]

Quote:
( and i'm 100% confused! )

I'll help de-confuse you.

Better?

What exactly are you two confuzzled about?

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Name: Bluemoon
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A slender, yet still rather rounded little bantam with Mille Fluer patterns.
Personality: Bold and Sassy, likes to help herself.
Abilities: Has a powerful beak and can bite really hard, can fly well, and is a good huntress.
History: Was born in a 'chicken mill' on a blue moon night.
Other: Loves worms!
BYC Username: Zinnia-hen
Breed(Optional): Old English Game Bantam

 

[BirdNut]

(Welcome to WingClan!)

EagleWing hovered about the camp, keeping watch on the borders.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Welcome to the Clan!

 

[BirdNut]

BlizzardBreeze was talking with StarryNight, when a Hellfire patrol happened to be passing by. "So, it was like HUGE! And, and, there were like a ton of warriors there!" While Blizzard went on and on about something he claimed to have seen, StarryNight pretended to listen. "So, sounds like you had quite an adventure!" she replied. He nodded, beaming. "Well, I kind of have to go, the food pile is looking rather low... Bye!" She said before shuffling away. Blizzard was now alone, standing at the border. SnowAngel, leader of the patrol, overheard and actually listened. Blizzard was chasing a bug and not looking, and he bumped right into SnowAngel with a quiet "Oomf." and a thud against her chest. "I overheard your adventure!" she greeted him with a convincing, warm smile. "Mmmhmm, what 'bout it?" He replied, cocking his head in suspicion. "I was wondering if you could tell me the directions to get to this incredible place." she whispered. "Why should I tell you? And why are we whispering?" he replied, now looking at her sideways. She realized tha he was smarter than she'd thought. She used a different method this time to get him to spit it out. She put a spur to his throat, which was unnaturally sharp for a hen. "If you value your life I suggest you follow me." she said, a much more serious tone. "O-okay!!" he nervously stammered. He was about to scream 'intruder', but she clammed his beak shut with her foot before he could utter more than a squeak, hissing at him. He gave her a ghastly look before, with his head down and his wings behind his back, reluctantly following her. She slung him over her back and vanished into the forest.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

The pretty hen from before watched from the tree and followed

 

[Gerbil]

I guess I will attempt to make Moon more exciting before I decide to buy her a barn.