*Eyes Of The Phoenix* A Wild Chicken RP

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Name: Fang

Breed/Appearence: Skinny, (Like a leghorn) Golden. Flight feathers are white.

Sex: Female

Any abnormal things: She has yellow eyes, and she's partially nocturnal.

Life Story: Fang is still very young. Not a chick, but she still feels like a pullet. She is worried about the responsibilities of adult hood. Can be annoying at times but even those who she annoys still secretly can't hate her. She came into the flock as a chick. She doesn't think her name fits her personality.

Fang stepped out of her burrow, looking up at the stars. Hearing a noise, she turned around.

Eerie, stepping out of her hollow, blinked groggily at Fang. “Fang? What are you doing up? You should get back to sleep. I’m just getting some dew-soaked leaves for Toad. He’s thirsty.” She mumbled, weighed down with instinctive sleepiness.
 
Fern woke up beside Jay. Peering out of the burrow, she saw the still-dark sky of early morning. It was speckled with so many stars…if only chickens were night creatures, she marveled.
She looked at Jay, who was settled down next to her, but couldn’t tell if she was asleep or awake.
 
Eerie, stepping out of her hollow, blinked groggily at Fang. “Fang? What are you doing up? You should get back to sleep. I’m just getting some dew-soaked leaves for Toad. He’s thirsty.” She mumbled, weighed down with instinctive sleepiness.
Fang bounded over to Eerie. "Oh but eerie! I'm not tired" Nuzzling eerie, she plucked some leaves from a nearby bush. "Here, take these." Handing the leaves to Eerie, she skipped and flapped across the clearing into the trees.
 
Fang bounded over to Eerie. "Oh but eerie! I'm not tired" Nuzzling eerie, she plucked some leaves from a nearby bush. "Here, take these." Handing the leaves to Eerie, she skipped and flapped across the clearing into the trees.
Eerie blinked at the spot where Fang had just been. Wow. A chicken who didn’t feel the constant pull of sleep when it was dark? Now that was something special.
She took the leaves in her beak, scooping dew off the grass. It was actually a bit light out now, the sun was just rising. I’ll come back out in a bit.
She tip-toed inside to give Toad his water.
 
Fang climbed up a tree, watching the stars fade. Hopping from branch to branch, watching as pink streaked the horizon. "Oh!" She said to herself "I'll bet everyone is awake now. Maybe I can help someone! Or not help someone!" Recklessly hopping from the tree, she flapped into camp, making a ton of noise. "IS EVERYONE UP, YET?"
 
Fang climbed up a tree, watching the stars fade. Hopping from branch to branch, watching as pink streaked the horizon. "Oh!" She said to herself "I'll bet everyone is awake now. Maybe I can help someone! Or not help someone!" Recklessly hopping from the tree, she flapped into camp, making a ton of noise. "IS EVERYONE UP, YET?"
Snowberry dropped down from his perch, shaking sleep from his eyes. “Fang.” He grumbled, “I appreciate the fact that you want your flock to wake up on schedule, but that is not the way to do it. We have injured birds who need sleep, a hen who is starting to brood, and young chicks who lost their sister only yesterday. Loud is not what they need.” He blinked at her with forgiveness. “But once again, thank you for your good intent.”
 
Snowberry dropped down from his perch, shaking sleep from his eyes. “Fang.” He grumbled, “I appreciate the fact that you want your flock to wake up on schedule, but that is not the way to do it. We have injured birds who need sleep, a hen who is starting to brood, and young chicks who lost their sister only yesterday. Loud is not what they need.” He blinked at her with forgiveness. “But once again, thank you for your good intent.”
Fang's eyes widened. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry!" She hung her head, thinking about all the other times she had "Good intents" . "Maybe I'll go-somewhere. I'm so sorry. "
 
Fang flapped her feathers gently. Shaking her head, she perched onto her tree, and then climbed into the whole in the tree. She relaxed on the bottom of the pine tree, then flipped on her back. Kicking her white legs in the air, she thought with frustration about how she couldn't do anything right. Dangit, she couldn't even sleep at the right time.
 

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