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[RoostersAreAwesome]

A cat was suddenly on top of her.

It was Shiloh, the lead cat of the predator mafia

(Shiloh never touched our chickens, in fact he is deathly afraid of our teeny d'Anver hens, but I'll play along. But he has to look different )
He was a tall scruffy black and white cat with an ugly scar covering one eye. His slitted gaze was a glowing yellow.

Squatch let out a screech. A black and white blur suddenly slammed into the cat. "Frosty?" Squatch asked, disbelief evident in her cluck.

Timmy looked at his father's remains and wondered if he got a bit of eccentric blood from his father. He knew this could be very possible if he cheated death twice, but knew this was unlikely. Timmy decided to go on a quest. There had to be more chickens out there, apart from the wild flock. He may not have been ready, but he was more ready than anyone else. Despite him being a chick, he was four years old, and crowed mightily.

Chesta appeared, looking nervously behind her. "You're going on a quest? Well, I'm coming!" She declared, staring down at Timmy.

 

[MrsMistyReal]

What there's blood said Honey, but where did it come from?

 

[RiverStorm]

Squatch let out a screech. A black and white blur suddenly slammed into the cat. "Frosty?" Squatch asked, disbelief evident in her cluck.

Chesta appeared, looking nervously behind her. "You're going on a quest? Well, I'm coming!" She declared, staring down at Timmy.

(Sorry I haven`t had time for this)
River walked up behind her "Me too,"

 

[chickencheeper]

“Me three” said ash

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

The black and white rooster ran into the undergrowth, Shiloh following right behind. Squatch waited several minutes, wondering if the mysterious rooster had gotten eaten. She froze as she heard sounds in the same bush Shiloh had leapt out of.

 

[Amer]

"Ok," said Timmy, but he stealthily slunk away, dragging Bob with him. "Your the only pullet I trust to do her fair share," he whispered.

 

[Amer]

A barred Plymouth Rock came towards honey. She shrieked thinking it was a cochin. “Don’t worry I’m not a gang member I just wanna help”the cochin said exasperated. “oh, thank goodness” said honey

(Cochin or Rock?)

 

[chickencheeper]

“Where are we going?” Asked bob “I’ve heard legends of a wise old animal that lives deep in the woods” said Timmy “I want to find him, I know he’ll helpl

 

[chickencheeper]

(Cochin or Rock?)

(Opps he’s a rock, I edit it)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

"Ok," said Timmy, but he stealthily slunk away, dragging Bob with him. "Your the only pullet I trust to do her fair share," he whispered.

Chesta dropped out of Bob's wing. "Yes, Bob is very trustable." She clucked, smirking.