Fern used her beak to gently pull the shell off of the new chick. It was attempting to violently kick it off. She pulled the shell all the way off, revealing a sturdy little chick. His wet fluff was creamy golden, and he had black markings on his back. He cheeped at her miserably, demanding that she sit back down. He was cold.
She let him dry under her, and then moved him onto her back with his sister. They nuzzled each other happily.
She let him dry under her, and then moved him onto her back with his sister. They nuzzled each other happily.