*Eyes Of The Phoenix* A Wild Chicken RP

[Lacy Duckwing]

Fang's neck feathers flew up as she could see the figure of another bird approaching. Climbing partially up the tree, she watched as the bird came into view.

Cave started scratching the ground for food. She didn't know anyone else was around.

 

[_Moon_]

(Both birds of mine are in Dawnflock. I'll make an Emberflock member later...)

(The character I currently own in DawnFlock are: Rose, Toad, Jay, Robin, and Sparrow, and two in EmberFlock, Blaze, and Cloud.)

 

[TheOddOneOut]

i always find a way. i will come in later. maybe i can make my own flock?

(How about you have your character be in a flock with no other characters yet or something? Ebonyflock, TideFlock and Nightflock have no characters yet.)

 

[The WinterWolf]

i'd be great if one of you guys could shove luna into the story somewhere.

 

[The WinterWolf]

(How about you have your character be in a flock with no other characters yet or something? Ebonyflock, TideFlock and Nightflock have no characters yet.)

Nightflock! YAS

 

[the_peanut_coop]

Cave started scratching the ground for food. She didn't know anyone else was around.

Fang's mind started coming up with ideas, but she pushed them all down. Flapping down the tree as quietly as a hunting owl, she came behind the hen and whispered, "Did you ever killed somebody?" Then, not waiting for a reaction, she skittered back up the tree and watched.

 

[_Moon_]

Fern took a deep breath as her own egg passed. She rolled it underneath her. It’s creamy shell was glossier than the blue egg, and it had little speckles on the top. A fine job, she thought.
She looked back at the dumbfounded Sparrow.

"So um, what did the hen look like?"She asked causally, trying to avoid the fact that one of the eggs had survived.

 

[The WinterWolf]

all of my further comments will be part of the roleplay.

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Fang's mind started coming up with ideas, but she pushed them all down. Flapping down the tree as quietly as a hunting owl, she came behind the hen and whispered, "Have you ever killed somebody?" Then, not waiting for a reaction, she skittered back up the tree and watched.

Cave's beak dropped open. That was something she wasn't expecting. "Wha-?! Have I evah? I'm a chicken! Not a fox! I would nevah do such a thing!" Cave started clucking in shock.

 

[TheOddOneOut]

"So um, what did the hen look like?"She asked causally, trying to avoid the fact that one of the eggs had survived.

A little confused that that was her first question, Fern hesitated and then replied, “She was all black, with white earlobes and a pea comb. She was really torn up. Her feathers and blood were everywhere, and she had fox fur in her claws.” Fern shuddered at the memory of the hen’s blank yellow eyes.
“All her eggs were blue. It was a big clutch, too. But all hers eggs were broken and spread about. This one was hidden in a clump of grass. Somehow, it survived. I’d love to hatch it. That brave hen deserves to have one of her eggs survive, even if she’s not here to see it.”