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

"Nice to meet you, Spruce," said Amethyst. "What would I give to be a Wing Flocker. It used to be good here, until Goldenfeather took over. Now it is the definition of miserable."
Spruce narrowed his eyes. "Really, now?" he asked curiously, "Ya think there's gonna be a riot?"
The lead broody ate a tamarind fruit that grows in jungles on her territory It was bitter. "Bleh!" She let it drop from her beak. She picked some and passed it across the border. "Want some?" (Because that's what we all do when we taste something disgusting, ya gotta admit.)
Spruce took the fruit from the ground. "You two need to learn some respect for yer food," he grunted. He then proceeded to eat the fruit in one gulp.
 
Amethyst was older than him, so to prove she was no nonsense, she ate one too. She didn't feel like answering Spruces question, after he commented on something else entirely. "Why are you so worried about food shortages?" Amethyst asked. "I've been living on this island for years and there's never been any trouble." (Because it's a jungle)
 
Amethyst was older than him, so to prove she was no nonsense, she ate one too. She didn't feel like answering Spruces question, after he commented on something else entirely. "Why are you so worried about food shortages?" Amethyst asked. "I've been living on this island for years and there's never been any trouble." (Because it's a jungle)
Spruce shrugged, "Why aren't ya answerin' my question?" he asked, biting at a long piece of grass.
 
Spruce shrugged, "Why aren't ya answerin' my question?" he asked, biting at a long piece of grass.
"Cause you changed the subject after that, which obviously means you don't care enough about your question," Amethyst replied. "Anyways, what was it you wanted to ask me?" She ate a fruit.
 
(Biting at a long piece of grass.... XD XD, Low nutritional value, and yet all chickens do it if there is grass....)
 
"Cause you changed the subject after that, which obviously means you don't care enough about your question," Amethyst replied. "Anyways, what was it you wanted to ask me?" She ate a fruit.
"I was askin' if ya think there's gonna be a riot," Spruce replied, irritated. He picked up an herb, handing it to Silverfluff. "I think this is what Dove wants, correct?" he asked her, his eyes still on Amethyst.
 

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