When RainWhisper kicked MoonPaw's head, she loosened the net. MoonPaw shook it off and darted out of the hen's grasp. The hen pulled out a thorn and aimed it. MoonPaw flew up, only to feel a sticky net tangle in her legs. She came crashing back down.
She ignored it and continued working at the nets. The chickens were starting to get irritated. A rooster, tired of getting clawed at, spurred MoonPaw in the wing. She used the nets to hold the blood in and continued ripping them. Two chickens grabbed her legs, the third held her down by the head, his spurrs resting at his throat.