~<>~ Fight or Flight ~<>~ (A Wild Chicken Roleplay)

[CHlCK3N]

(What does '<I>' mean? )

Petal felt rage burn through her. How dare this hen be so disrespectful?! Does she have no sense? She abruptly turned away, growling to herself about how she would demand to the War Chief that he discipline his Warriors better. "You'll regret saying that." she muttered, aggressively grabbing a cricket off of a leaf.

(oP it was suppose to be in italics, I just didn't realize that on here you couldn't code)
Bingo. Fog snorted,"No need to be mad at the cricket, thing didn't even hurt you." resorting to acting almost innocent, the Warrior bounded a few paces off, picking at a few berries.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(oP it was suppose to be in italics, I just didn't realize that on here you couldn't code)
Bingo. Fog snorted,"No need to be mad at the cricket, thing didn't even hurt you." resorting to acting almost innocent, the Warrior bounded a few paces off, picking at a few berries.

Petal sighed and tried to ignore the increasingly annoying hen. "You act like you're a chick," she grunted, picking at an anthill.

 

[CHlCK3N]

Petal sighed and tried to ignore the increasingly annoying hen. "You act like you're a chick," she grunted, picking at an anthill.

Fog scoffed,"Typical attitude for a forager. Assuming every other chicken is a chick because they fight and don't wander around looking for small morsels of food." She spat out the berries, working up a fit storm.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Fog scoffed,"Typical attitude for a forager. Assuming every other chicken is a chick because they fight and don't wander around looking for small morsels of food." She spat out the berries, working up a fit storm.

Petal glanced at the hen with a strange look on her face. "Well, well, well.... you seem like a judgmental sort of chicken." she mused, foraging in a patch of tall grass. "You act like you know all about our flock... but do you really?" with this strange statement Petal locked eyes with the younger hen.

 

[CHlCK3N]

Petal glanced at the hen with a strange look on her face. "Well, well, well.... you seem like a judgmental sort of chicken." she mused, foraging in a patch of tall grass. "You act like you know all about our flock... but do you really?" with this strange statement Petal locked eyes with the younger hen.

Fog tossed her head back, letting out a roar of laughter,"Me? Judgmental? You were just then talking bad about your son. I may not know much about our flock; but I know when chickens have secrets. Tell me. What are you secrets? What keeps you up at night? I know you have secrets. Just let loose and tell me. I swear I won't tell nobody." A wild glint swirled in her eyes. It was obvious that every chicken has secrets, she just felt like poking at the closest chicken in her proximity. Plus, didn't it count that knowing one chicken's feeble secret as knowing about her flock?

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Fog tossed her head back, letting out a roar of laughter,"Me? Judgmental? You were just then talking bad about your son. I may not know much about our flock; but I know when chickens have secrets. Tell me. What are you secrets? What keeps you up at night? I know you have secrets. Just let loose and tell me. I swear I won't tell nobody." A wild glint swirled in her eyes. It was obvious that every chicken has secrets, she just felt like poking at the closest chicken in her proximity. Plus, didn't it count that knowing one chicken's feeble secret as knowing about her flock?

Petal looked again at the hen, her eyes narrowed. This is possibly the oddest hen I've ever met. Oh well, might as well have some fun while I can... she turned around and shook her feathers out. "You want to hear some secrets? Fine." she clucked casually, as if they were talking about the most recent predator sightings. "I am not the mother of my son, I simply took him in and told him so. I found him as an orphan on the border." she sniffed, "I didn't tell him his true heritage because I didn't want to break his heart, but I obviously don't mean too much to him anymore." Petal finished with a sigh, then went back to foraging. Even though most of what she had just said was a lie, she really did feel like her son didn't pay much attention to her anymore.

 

[CHlCK3N]

Petal looked again at the hen, her eyes narrowed. This is possibly the oddest hen I've ever met. Oh well, might as well have some fun while I can... she turned around and shook her feathers out. "You want to hear some secrets? Fine." she clucked casually, as if they were talking about the most recent predator sightings. "I am not the mother of my son, I simply took him in and told him so. I found him as an orphan on the border." she sniffed, "I didn't tell him his true heritage because I didn't want to break his heart, but I obviously don't mean too much to him anymore." Petal finished with a sigh, then went back to foraging. Even though most of what she had just said was a lie, she really did feel like her son didn't pay much attention to her anymore.

Fog hesitated, was the hen lying? Whether she was or not, the warrior wanted to see if she could get anything else out, "So the father isn't the real father? It could be Wing Flock, since there are only two flocks and I don't think he's a Wild Fowl. But also since, you aren't the mother, as so you say."

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Fog hesitated, was the hen lying? Whether she was or not, the warrior wanted to see if she could get anything else out, "So the father isn't the real father? It could be Wing Flock, since there are only two flocks and I don't think he's a Wild Fowl. But also since, you aren't the mother, as so you say."

Petal shrugged, "I have no idea. But, whatever he is, he must have some wyandotte in him somewhere. Say, why are you so interested? Should I perhaps...mention this to Goldenfeather?"

 

[CHlCK3N]

Petal shrugged, "I have no idea. But, whatever he is, he must have some wyandotte in him somewhere. Say, why are you so interested? Should I perhaps...mention this to Goldenfeather?"

Fog chuckled,"Maybe you should. Goldenfeather may just be interested in your quiet secrets. Might even be able to get you to crack some more. Could get you in trouble as well-talking and not really foraging much." she couldn't help but ruffle her feathers. Maybe she could get this ol' hen in big trouble.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Fog chuckled,"Maybe you should. Goldenfeather may just be interested in your quiet secrets. Might even be able to get you to crack some more. Could get you in trouble as well-talking and not really foraging much." she couldn't help but ruffle her feathers. Maybe she could get this ol' hen in big trouble.

Petal laughed, though it was a bitter laugh. "I'm Goldenfeather's favorite flockmember, he wouldn't believe a young, hotheaded, hen over his own mother." she practically spat out the last words. Why am I being so bitter? Is this hen really getting to me? She turned away, suddenly lost in thoughts. She remembered being a young, rash, pullet. She had been so careless, to let her love get the better of her...