an unusual chicken rp

Kara was scrounging around in a fairly dead lavender patch, searching for stalks that were not destroyed by the frost of the past and perpetually horrible winter. She plucked a few sickly looking stalks, wondering if they were still of use or if they could be saved, then heard a desperate wail. She raised her head.
 
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Kara watched, slightly opening her beak to release a little heat from her body due the heat of the new spring. She watched Firnen, slightly cocking her head. "Is everything alright?" She called, her voice gentle and reassuring.
 
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