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

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Name: Fog
Age: 3 years
Gender: hen
Flock: Claw Flock
Rank: Warrior/Broody
Trainer/Trainee(s): nope(subject to change)
Personality: Fog is a young hen, who can be quite stubborn and aggressive at times, and usually is, but sometimes she does show a bit of affection, to chicks, that is. She can go crazy onto younger hens if they get in her way.
Breed/Description: Speckled Sussex Ban Tam
Parents: unknown, possibly deceased
Siblings: unknown or none
Mate/Crush: Open
Chicks: n/a
History: Fog was the only surviving chick, so she was watched over by her mother. Being an ornery chick, she always wanted it her way or the high way, chirping and bothering her mother. But once she was shunned, she felt uncomfortable with living in the same flock as her mother. Believing that her mother didn't love her anymore, Fog separated from her flock and wandered as a lone pullet until she either was found, or found herself smack dab in Claw Flock Territory. She was watched and shunned for being a newcomer, but she found herself squeezed into the rank of a broody. She was satisfied, since she had always longed for the comfort once she left her old flock.
Other: She is rather loud.
Username: CHlCK3N
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[Claw Flock]
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Fog slipped towards a low hanging branch of a tree, her chest grazing against the tall grass that almost engulfed her entire body. Her gaze flickered across the wandering silhouettes of the other flock-mates. Once she reached the tree, where it's roots poked out from the compact dirt. Lifting her head, she scanned the area, content with her surroundings.
 
(Stripe, Silverfluff, and Peck were training together and got into a bit of a fight, Goldenfeather let the flock know of their victory, Winter, Blizzard, and Shadow(I might be getting the name wrong) just got scared out of their wits by an intruder, and their are discontented undertones carrying throughout Claw flock)
Winter 's heart rate went up again, because the chicken that just terrified them seemed to have vanished into thin air. She swiveled her head to exchange a look with her brother, but he was gone as well! She had been forgotten!!!!(just a friendly reminder:p)
Dove was jerked out of a very refreshing snooze by the sound of a quarrel. She worriedly looked over at her ward, who was like a daughter to her. She almost got up, but settled back down. All friends had mix-ups sometimes, and now was as good as any for her to experience it.
Silverfluff shook herself off. "Can we try that again? I'll try not to fall this time." She said sheepishly.
 
[Claw Flock]
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Fog slipped towards a low hanging branch of a tree, her chest grazing against the tall grass that almost engulfed her entire body. Her gaze flickered across the wandering silhouettes of the other flock-mates. Once she reached the tree, where it's roots poked out from the compact dirt. Lifting her head, she scanned the area, content with her surroundings.
Petal walked toward Fog, her steps high as she walked through the tall grass. I hate this part of camp. So hard to walk through, she grumbled in her head. "Fog? You're a Warrior, right? I need someone to accompany me on a foraging mission." Petal said, glancing at the trees.
(Stripe, Silverfluff, and Peck were training together and got into a bit of a fight, Goldenfeather let the flock know of their victory, Winter, Blizzard, and Shadow(I might be getting the name wrong) just got scared out of their wits by an intruder, and their are discontented undertones carrying throughout Claw flock)
Winter 's heart rate went up again, because the chicken that just terrified them seemed to have vanished into thin air. She swiveled her head to exchange a look with her brother, but he was gone as well! She had been forgotten!!!!(just a friendly reminder:p)
Dove was jerked out of a very refreshing snooze by the sound of a quarrel. She worriedly looked over at her ward, who was like a daughter to her. She almost got up, but settled back down. All friends had mix-ups sometimes, and now was as good as any for her to experience it.
Silverfluff shook herself off. "Can we try that again? I'll try not to fall this time." She said sheepishly.
(I thought I replied? I'll try to find the post, I'm pretty sure I did reply to Silverfluff and Winter...)
 
Silverfluff shrugged. "It's ok. I'm more surprised than hurt." She gasped when her shrugging cracked her back. "Oh-that feels better." She stared at the ground as Peck berated Stripe. She didn't want to cause conflict.
(Oh. I guess I did forget to reply to this :p)

Stripe wilted as Peck scolded him. "I said I was sorry," he muttered.
Peck glared at him for a moment with her unseeing gray eyes, then turned back to Silverfluff. "Well, let's try again, and this time Stripe won't move." She gave Stripe another glare to make her point clear.
"I won't," Stripe promised, standing as still as he could.
"Of course," Rip nodded.
Blizzard flapped his wings, satisfied. "Well, welcome. I suppose our meeting has ended for now, if you have heard all of it?" He asked Rip, eyeing him.
(@RiverStorm )
 
Petal walked toward Fog, her steps high as she walked through the tall grass. I hate this part of camp. So hard to walk through, she grumbled in her head. "Fog? You're a Warrior, right? I need someone to accompany me on a foraging mission." Petal said, glancing at the trees.

(I thought I replied? I'll try to find the post, I'm pretty sure I did reply to Silverfluff and Winter...)
Fog gave a grunt,``I suppose I'll go with you. And yes, I'm a Warrior. Thanks for remembering.`` She spoke, almost sounding sarcastic, which she tried to slip in. Stretching herself out, she readied herself, awaiting for the hen to begin walking so she could escort the female.
 
Fog gave a grunt,``I suppose I'll go with you. And yes, I'm a Warrior. Thanks for remembering.`` She spoke, almost sounding sarcastic, which she tried to slip in. Stretching herself out, she readied herself, awaiting for the hen to begin walking so she could escort the female.
Petal was surprised by her sarcastic tone, but didn't say anything about it. "Ok. Let's go," she ordered, marching briskly toward the forest.
 
Fog followed the hen closely behind, her head twisting and turning, keeping a look out for any suspicious movement in the forest.
 

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