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

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Dove chuckled, shaking her head. "If you want to be a warrior, you'll need to learn to let the healer see your wounds."

Silverfluff gestured for Stripe to follow her and looked for Dove, spotting her talking to a disgruntled Feather.

Winter shrugged uncomfortably. "I just-thought it might be a good idea."
Feather looked at Dove, and suddenly felt shy. "Bu-but I don't want to." she mumbled, scratching at the ground with her unhurt foot.

Stripe followed Silverfluff. "Is that Feather?" He peeped, more to himself then Silverfluff.

"Well, thanks for telling me. I will consider it an option if this Claw Flock situation becomes too extreme." Thorn Spurs said to the disappointed Winter.
"No it means your being stupid." Fluff said in a matter-of-fact voice
Feather glared at Fluff but didn't say anything.
 
Dove crouched down, to put herself more on the chicks level. "I'll just check it out, maybe put some herbs on it to prevent an infection. Is that alright?
Silverfluff heard Dove, and went to get some herbs.
Winter nodded and walked away to tell her brother. She was beginning to doubt his plan again.
 
Dove crouched down, to put herself more on the chicks level. "I'll just check it out, maybe put some herbs on it to prevent an infection. Is that alright?

Silverfluff heard Dove, and went to get some herbs.

Winter nodded and walked away to tell her brother. She was beginning to doubt his plan again.
Feather shuffled her feet. "Ok.... I guess," she peeped. She reluctantly stepped toward Dove and held out her foot.
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Stripe followed Silverfluff, looking around to make sure neither Shadowfoot nor Stone were nearby.
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Blizzard stood in the Herb Hollow, impatiently waiting for Winter and Storm.

(@Flufferes @ChickenCowboy02 )
 
Feather shuffled her feet. "Ok.... I guess," she peeped. She reluctantly stepped toward Dove and held out her foot.
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Stripe followed Silverfluff, looking around to make sure neither Shadowfoot nor Stone were nearby.
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Blizzard stood in the Herb Hollow, impatiently waiting for Winter and Storm.

(@Flufferes @ChickenCowboy02 )
Storm
Storm opened his eyes warily. He yawned, his breath visible in the morning air. He stood up, and hopped down to the ground. He stretched his leg behind him, and after returning it to the ground he preened his warm down under him, and flapped his wings. He looked forward to the medicine den.
Storm Stepped on yellow leaves that dapples the stomped down ground. He arrived at the healer den. "Hey, there." he clucked tiredly.
 
Name: Maple
Age: 3 months
Gender: male
Flock: Wing Flock
Rank: Trainee, training to become a warrior
Trainer/Trainee(s): (who can be my trainer
Personality: clever, fast learner, loyal, sometimes can be selfish, would do anything for his flock
Breed/Description: Quail Belgian bearded D'Anver
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Mate/Crush: none, yet
Chicks: none
History: none
Other: none
Username: mgbantams
 
Name: Maple
Age: 3 months
Gender: male
Flock: Wing Flock
Rank: Trainee, training to become a warrior
Trainer/Trainee(s): (who can be my trainer
Personality: clever, fast learner, loyal, sometimes can be selfish, would do anything for his flock
Breed/Description: Quail Belgian bearded D'Anver
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Mate/Crush: none, yet
Chicks: none
History: none
Other: none
Username: mgbantams
Accepted! :D

@LilJoe @Flufferes do one of you want to be Maple's trainer? If not, I can use Blizzard or Shadow.
 

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