Chicken Role Play!!!

Jean had dropped from the fence to the ground. He listened to the crows and couldn't stop himself from crowing in response.

Toby stayed on his perch, continuing his harsh song.

At the pond, Tabitha was dipping her beak in every few seconds, bright bay eyes watched for anything out of the ordinary.
 
(not much i can do with a hen-less rooster)

Toby finally dropped to the ground and strutted away to locate Tabitha. Hens had to be kept-up with.
 

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