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~>Fury of the Wind<~ (A Bird RP)

Meanwhile, Oyster had just landed on Eggshell Island. She stalked up the boulders that leaded to the crevice where Fish Sticks and his odd advisor roosted.
Another gull landed clumsily beside her. “Wait up!” He squawked angrily. Ruffling his feathers, he hopped to the boulder next to her. “I’m gonna be the one to teach this pigeon-brained fool a lesson.” He growled.
Oyster glanced at him coolly. “Shut up, Vaatras.” She said, voice as cold as the sea around them. Vaatras glared at her, but eventually looked away with an annoyed grunt. “Fine, both of us can beat ‘im up.” He muttered, continuing up towards the roost.
 
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Rocket then made a weird face at Nanako, though it was a mostly confused one this time. “General One-Toe is the leader of the pigeon military!” She explained. “All gang pigeons answer to her.” She puffed herself up a bit, proud to be one of those pigeons. Then the event of yesterday entered her mind and she deflated a little.

(The gulls are mostly at the pier or Eggshell Island. The pier is at the edge of the city, and therefore the edge of pigeon territory. There was also a pigeon battle at the pier yesterday in RP time. Eggshell Island is where they go to nest and a lot of them roost there. It’s where Fish Sticks, the “leader” of the gulls, is. Fish Sticks has convinced a group of gulls to fight the pigeons of Suliver’s gang. Suliver is planning to overthrow the leader of the pigeons and take over the city himself.)

Cement flapped into the air without hesitation, heading towards the pier.
“I’m just kidding!” Nickel said. “Look at me!” He waved a wing over his underwhelming jejunity. “I’m NOT A SPY!”

Russet followed her. “So, do you know how to get to this Eggshell Island place?” Cement probably did. She was smart like that. Russet... he barely considered the world outside the alley where his gang lived. He was certainly not going to know where a gull nesting-place was.
 
“I’m just kidding!” Nickel said. “Look at me!” He waved a wing over his underwhelming jejunity. “I’m NOT A SPY!”

Russet followed her. “So, do you know how to get to this Eggshell Island place?” Cement probably did. She was smart like that. Russet... he barely considered the world outside the alley where his gang lived. He was certainly not going to know where a gull nesting-place was.
Rocket’s eyes narrowed. “That’s exactly what a spy would say!”

“I think so.” Cement cooed, hoping that Russet wouldn’t inquire further. To be honest, she was just hoping on running into a helpful gull once they were near the bay.
 
Rocket’s eyes narrowed. “That’s exactly what a spy would say!”

“I think so.” Cement cooed, hoping that Russet wouldn’t inquire further. To be honest, she was just hoping on running into a helpful gull once they were near the bay.
The pair flew over the bay, buffeted but unswaved by the wind. “That’s probably it,” Russet said. There was a large, obvious island with lots of gulls flying around it. For some reason, he’d imagined it more egg-shaped.
 
Meanwhile, Oyster had just landed on Eggshell Island. She stalked up the boulders that leaded to the crevice where Fish Sticks and his odd advisor roosted.
Another gull landed clumsily beside her. “Wait up!” He squawked angrily. Ruffling his feathers, he hopped to the boulder next to her. “I’m gonna be the one to teach this pigeon-brained fool a lesson.” He growled.
Oyster glanced at him coolly. “Shut up, Vaatras.” She said, voice as cold as the sea around them. Vaatras glared at her, but eventually looked away with an annoyed grunt. “Fine, both of us can beat ‘im up.” He muttered, continuing up towards the roost.
Oyster stalked closer and closer towards the crevice. She slowed her step, considering the thought of surprising the gull.
Fish Sticks landed on top of the boulder. He started squawking loudly to himself. “Good mornin’ rock, good morning gulls, good mornin’ sparrow-less trees, good morning Oys-” His voice faltered, his beak hanging open as he stared at his would-be attackers.
 
Skipper flew to the pier, and into the city. He decended into the yard of a small house. He hopped onto aledge and started pecking at the window. "Human! HUMAN! HUUUUUMANNN IM HUNGRY!" He called, though it would just sound like a bunch of squacks to anyone else. A face appeared on the other side of the window and the door opened. Skipper walked in, ignoring the surprised people. His human had new humans here! Why?!? He hopped onto a small perch and squaked again. His human turned to the rest and made some noises, pointing at him. The others nodded and one laughed. Soon he was given a small bowl of tuna and a dish of water. He happily ate as the humans talked. He looked out the window into the yard and saw another bird.
(Amer, maybe Ritz can interact with him?)
 
Skipper flew to the pier, and into the city. He decended into the yard of a small house. He hopped onto aledge and started pecking at the window. "Human! HUMAN! HUUUUUMANNN IM HUNGRY!" He called, though it would just sound like a bunch of squacks to anyone else. A face appeared on the other side of the window and the door opened. Skipper walked in, ignoring the surprised people. His human had new humans here! Why?!? He hopped onto a small perch and squaked again. His human turned to the rest and made some noises, pointing at him. The others nodded and one laughed. Soon he was given a small bowl of tuna and a dish of water. He happily ate as the humans talked. He looked out the window into the yard and saw another bird.
“Hey, Skipper! So this is where your human lives?” Ritz asked. He knew Skipper. As a black-headed gull, he was a part of his flock. But Ritz had never been in the city until he’d been assigned as a scout, so he’d never met Skippers’ acclaimed human.
Sorry, got busy and didn't see the posts. Got exciting news on our homestead today! Our eggs hatched! And our momma bunny gave birth!!!)

Nanako: I agree, though a spy would never admit he's a spy either.
(That’s awesome! Pics?)
“But I did! I pretended to be a spy,” said Nickel. Now what he was saying didn’t make any sense.
Oyster stalked closer and closer towards the crevice. She slowed her step, considering the thought of surprising the gull.
Fish Sticks landed on top of the boulder. He started squawking loudly to himself. “Good mornin’ rock, good morning gulls, good mornin’ sparrow-less trees, good morning Oys-” His voice faltered, his beak hanging open as he stared at his would-be attackers.
Russet and Cement landed next to the rock where a skinny, empty-headed-looking gull stood. Maybe he knows where Fish Sticks is. “Hello,” he said politely. “Do you know the location of Fish Sticks, your honorable leader? Cement, my gang-leader, would like to speak with him.” He added the “honorable” in because diplomacy mostly consisted of flattery.
 
“Hey, Skipper! So this is where your human lives?” Ritz asked. He knew Skipper. As a black-headed gull, he was a part of his flock. But Ritz had never been in the city until he’d been assigned as a scout, so he’d never met Skippers’ acclaimed human.

(That’s awesome! Pics?)
“But I did! I pretended to be a spy,” said Nickel. Now what he was saying didn’t make any sense.

Russet and Cement landed next to the rock where a skinny, empty-headed-looking gull stood. Maybe he knows where Fish Sticks is. “Hello,” he said politely. “Do you know the location of Fish Sticks, your honorable leader? Cement, my gang-leader, would like to speak with him.” He added the “honorable” in because diplomacy mostly consisted of flattery.
Skipper flew through an open window.

Skipper: hey there friend. Yes. This is where my human lives.
 

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