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

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Name: silver willow
Age: 2 years
Gender: female
Flock: Wing flock
Rank: hearbalist
Trainer/Trainee(s):none
Personality: adventurous and feirce but caring
Breed/Description: a sebright bantam hen
Parents: unknown
Siblings:none
Mate/Crush:none
Chicks: a baby junglefowl named Pepper that she found all alone when she appeared on the island
History:mysteriously showed up on the island. Renembers rough seas wile clinging to a peice of wooden cage
Other:
Username: Legendchicken

Accepted!

 

[Legendchicken]

Great so how do i get involved in the story

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Great so how do i get involved in the story

Have your character do something, like look for herbs, talk to another character, or just walk around.

 

[Legendchicken]

I go and look for some herbs to help pepper he has come down with a cold

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

~Wing Flock~

Blizzard walked through the forest, but he wasn't admiring the scenery. He was thinking about how and when they would attack Claw Flock camp. He was so deep in thought that he bumped right into Silver Willow. "Oh, sorry 'bout that," Blizzard said, looking at the sebright hen.

 

[RiverStorm]

A tiny orange hen ran through the undergrowth, stopping at a large tree. She looked up at the tree, memories flowing through her mind. Memories of old, grizzled chickens telling her to never, ever, go past that tree. Memories of staring at it, wondering what lay on the other side that was so dangerous....

One day, she had asked why. She had been astounded to learn that the tree marked the beginning of a territory, a territory full of ruthless chickens who defended their lands as savagely as Giant-Furs.

We can't go back.... what if they kill us? She thought, looking intently at the tree as if it would give her answers. The Wild Fowl will kill us anyway. She argued to herself, eyes flickering over the undergrowth. We can fight them.... No, we can't.... The Wild Fowl must have a weakness.... But how to find out? She shook her head, trying to clear it. We have no choice. With that thought, the tiny hen squinted fiercely at the tree, as if challenging it, then darted past it, into the unknown.

I will save Tree Flock.... even if it means going back to the flock that we left so many years ago......

Name: Huckleberry
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Flock: Tree Flock
Rank: Best fighter in Tree Flock
Trainer/Trainee(s): None
Personality: Clever, mysterious to those that don't know her, quick, smart, eccentric, great at solving problems, natural leader
Breed/Description: Tiny hen with orange and white patched feathers, short, pink, lightly feathered legs, a pink beak, occasional black feathers in her wings, and a permanent squint. (Millie fleur d'uccle/serama mix)
Parents: Random chickens
Siblings: Rosemary (half-sister)
Mate/Crush: None
Chicks: None
History: Unknown
Other:
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

Wait a TREE FLOCK? THIS SOUNDS AWESOME)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Wait a TREE FLOCK? THIS SOUNDS AWESOME)

(Yup. I have lots of plans......


If you want to, you can make Rosemary. )

 

[Amer]

Name: Huckleberry
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Flock: Tree Flock
Rank: Best fighter in Tree Flock
Trainer/Trainee(s): None
Personality: Clever, mysterious to those that don't know her, quick, smart, eccentric, great at solving problems, natural leader
Breed/Description: Tiny hen with orange and white patched feathers, short, pink, lightly feathered legs, a pink beak, occasional black feathers in her wings, and a permanent squint. (Millie fleur d'uccle/serama mix)
Parents: Random chickens
Siblings: Rosemary (half-sister)
Mate/Crush: None
Chicks: None
History: Unknown
Other:
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

(She eccentric)

 

[Amer]

(Am I asking for too much power, or can I make top forager for Wing Flock?)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Am I asking for too much power, or can I make top forager for Wing Flock?)

(Sure, just remember to make them 5 years or older. Or come up with a good excuse for them to be younger. )