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

[-ChickenLover-]

Barnacles squinted at the crow with his only eye. He had the distinct feeling that many old birds experienced; a youngster ignoring his wise words. “Well. I’ll be seein’ you. Unless ya want a bloody tour.”

Cement watched the proceedings with concern. She did not see this going well.

I don’t want to fight anyone! Fish Sticks wanted to squawk. I’m doin’ this for the honor of my gulls! His previously noble sentiments suddenly sounded weak and stupid to himself. Well, he had dove for this fry, so he had to snatch it. Summoning a satisfactory amount of bravery to lift his squawk above the excited chatter, he let out his answer in a screech.
“VAATRAS!”
Oyster is too scary. Fish Sticks silently said to himself, shuddering at the thought of fighting that weasel-gull.

Vaatras dove from the air at the call, as if waiting for his cue. He puffed out his chest mightily, strutting back in forth in front of the crowd, blocking Fish Sticks from view with his bulk.
“I accept!”

“Oh, no thanks. I wouldn’t want to take up too much of your time, sir.” He stops hopping around for a minute. “Also, why are the ravens disrespecting the treaty anyways..?” Yuno asked, trying to be as polite as possible and the least nosy he could be. He hopped from foot to foot, trying to stop being so fidgety. “Sorry if I’m distracting you, sir. I know you might have better things to do at the moment instead of chatting with me-“ He crows softly, still hopping from foot to foot.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Riski cringed as Fish Sticks was eclipsed by the larger gull. Bloodbath. It’s gonna be a bloodbath.
He could have at least thought to fight the female gull, but maybe being leader had gotten to Fish Sticks’ head and he had a twisted sense of dignity.

“Where’re you gonna fight?” a gull chirped, standing on her toes and trying to peer behind Vaatras.

Woah, he’s big, thought Russet. He inflated his crop to look bigger. In a one-on-one fight, I think I could take most of these gulls. But that guy... Fish Sticks has no chance. He’d be a good ally though.

Fish Sticks shrank back, already regretting his poorly thought out decision. Well, decisions. He had made a lot of bad decisions. One of which was allowing Riski to talk him into being the leader spokesgull. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t be anywhere near Vaatras and his spooky wife!

C’mon Fish Sticks! I can do this! Fish Sticks mentally scolded himself. As Vaatras turned to glare smugly at him, probably thinking that he would finally be able to pummel him, Fish Sticks started to second guess himself again. I can probably do this. Maybe. Or not. Once again, he had to scold himself to stop his wings from simply flapping him away from this mess as quick as possible. At least I don’t have to fight a squirrel.

Fish Sticks took a breath, his neck inflating so he temporarily looked like an angry pigeon. “The cliffs!” He squawked. In a flash, he was in the air, flapping up to the highest point on the island, where he had given his speech not too long ago. He landed among the scattered and stunted vegetation, wondering if he had chosen this spot just to draw out the time until he had to fight as everyone winged after him.

Vaatras grunted in annoyance as his soon to be victim hopped into the air, prolonging the time until he got to pummel him.
Finally, finally, Vaatras had his chance. And how foolish the twiggy gull was to choose this! He would delight in being able to teach him a lesson.

Cement nudged Russet as if she knew exactly what he was thinking, giving him what might of been the second warning look in so many minutes. “We’re just here to watch.” She reminded him.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Woah, he’s big, thought Russet. He inflated his crop to look bigger. In a one-on-one fight, I think I could take most of these gulls. But that guy... Fish Sticks has no chance. He’d be a good ally though.

(Russet logic )

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Oh, no thanks. I wouldn’t want to take up too much of your time, sir.” He stops hopping around for a minute. “Also, why are the ravens disrespecting the treaty anyways..?” Yuno asked, trying to be as polite as possible and the least nosy he could be. He hopped from foot to foot, trying to stop being so fidgety. “Sorry if I’m distracting you, sir. I know you might have better things to do at the moment instead of chatting with me-“ He crows softly, still hopping from foot to foot.

Barnacles blinked his one eye and held himself a bit higher. Like many elder ravens, and birds in general, he was suspect to mild flattery. “Aye, even I’m not completely sure of all the why’s.” He cawed. “Though a lotta the reason is those bloody ravens callin’ themselves ‘the Resistance’.” He guffawed harshly. “Ha! ‘Resistance’ my tail, they’re just a buncha brutes, they are. Wanna go back to the old ways, far as I can tell.” Barnacles had to admit to himself that he didn’t know much of the Resistance. What he did know was enough to make him despise them, though.

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks shrank back, already regretting his poorly thought out decision. Well, decisions. He had made a lot of bad decisions. One of which was allowing Riski to talk him into being the leader spokesgull. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t be anywhere near Vaatras and his spooky wife!

C’mon Fish Sticks! I can do this! Fish Sticks mentally scolded himself. As Vaatras turned to glare smugly at him, probably thinking that he would finally be able to pummel him, Fish Sticks started to second guess himself again. I can probably do this. Maybe. Or not. Once again, he had to scold himself to stop his wings from simply flapping him away from this mess as quick as possible. At least I don’t have to fight a squirrel.

Fish Sticks took a breath, his neck inflating so he temporarily looked like an angry pigeon. “The cliffs!” He squawked. In a flash, he was in the air, flapping up to the highest point on the island, where he had given his speech not too long ago. He landed among the scattered and stunted vegetation, wondering if he had chosen this spot just to draw out the time until he had to fight as everyone winged after him.

Vaatras grunted in annoyance as his soon to be victim hopped into the air, prolonging the time until he got to pummel him.
Finally, finally, Vaatras had his chance. And how foolish the twiggy gull was to choose this! He would delight in being able to teach him a lesson.

Cement nudged Russet as if she knew exactly what he was thinking, giving him what might of been the second warning look in so many minutes. “We’re just here to watch.” She reminded him.

(This is equally depressing and hilarious. It’s also very well written, something I normally don’t see in ridiculous situations like that.)
“Right,” Russet said, relaxing his body and deflating his crop.
Was I getting that gleam in my eye again? Russet wondered. He tried to hide it this time when he sized up the gulls.

(Russet logic )

“I didn’t say I could take them all!” said Russet.
“I didn’t even say I could take them one at a time. I said, if there was a theoretical one-on-one fight I could probably take any one of these gulls. Most of them, anyways.”

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(This is equally depressing and hilarious. It’s also very well written, something I normally don’t see in ridiculous situations like that.)
“Right,” Russet said, relaxing his body and deflating his crop.
Was I getting that gleam in my eye again? Russet wondered. He tried to hide it this time when he sized up the gulls.

“I didn’t say I could take them all!” said Russet.
“I didn’t even say I could take them one at a time. I said, if there was a theoretical one-on-one fight I could probably take any one of these gulls. Most of them, anyways.”

(Thanks, I think I’m good at writing that combo, which I’m not sure is a good thing or not. XD)
Cement turned away to hide a smile. When she looked back, she couldn’t see the two birds facing off, as there were now a bunch of gulls crowded around. She alighted upon a shrub, which was unoccupied as its spindly branches were too thin for a gull to perch on. She looked down at Russet, wanting to urge him up before he got stepped on by a gull. However, the atmosphere was filled with squawks, and she doubted he would be able to hear him.

(Sure, Russet)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Fish Sticks shrank back, already regretting his poorly thought out decision. Well, decisions. He had made a lot of bad decisions. One of which was allowing Riski to talk him into being the leader spokesgull. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t be anywhere near Vaatras and his spooky wife!

C’mon Fish Sticks! I can do this! Fish Sticks mentally scolded himself. As Vaatras turned to glare smugly at him, probably thinking that he would finally be able to pummel him, Fish Sticks started to second guess himself again. I can probably do this. Maybe. Or not. Once again, he had to scold himself to stop his wings from simply flapping him away from this mess as quick as possible. At least I don’t have to fight a squirrel.

Fish Sticks took a breath, his neck inflating so he temporarily looked like an angry pigeon. “The cliffs!” He squawked. In a flash, he was in the air, flapping up to the highest point on the island, where he had given his speech not too long ago. He landed among the scattered and stunted vegetation, wondering if he had chosen this spot just to draw out the time until he had to fight as everyone winged after him.

Vaatras grunted in annoyance as his soon to be victim hopped into the air, prolonging the time until he got to pummel him.
Finally, finally, Vaatras had his chance. And how foolish the twiggy gull was to choose this! He would delight in being able to teach him a lesson.

Vaatras landed heavily in front of Fish Sticks, eyeing him in a more annoyed fashion than he had been before. “Stop runnin’, coward!” He said, his taunt doing nothing but made Fish Sticks back up farther. Soon, the two pigeons and the rest of the gulls (plus Riski) had flew over, giving them suitable room, but not going far enough that they couldn’t view the battle. There was much squawking and even a few bets. The closest thing to currency for seagull consists of pieces of dried seaweed, fish scraps, or even a particularly interesting French fry (uninteresting fries are instantly eaten, though the occasional ones with odd shapes are sometimes kept until they grow as stale and hard as rock).

Vaatras inched sideways towards Fish Sticks. Fish Sticks scuttled sideways in the opposite direction.
Vaatras tried the other way. That didn’t work either.
With a squawk of frustration, Vaatras came to the realization that he would have to attack first. Well, good thing he excelled at that.
Vaatras stretched his neck up, holding his wings slightly to the side as he approached, first slowly, then with a run, giving his wings a flap for momentum.
Fish Sticks shot into the air in perhaps the quickest takeoff he had made in his life.
Despite his little common sense screeching at him to flee, he forced his wings to take him back to the ground right behind Vaatras.
Fish Stick’s ringed bill shot forward to firmly grab Vaatras’ tail.

 

[Amer]

Vaatras landed heavily in front of Fish Sticks, eyeing him in a more annoyed fashion than he had been before. “Stop runnin’, coward!” He said, his taunt doing nothing but made Fish Sticks back up farther. Soon, the two pigeons and the rest of the gulls (plus Riski) had flew over, giving them suitable room, but not going far enough that they couldn’t view the battle. There was much squawking and even a few bets. The closest thing to currency for seagull consists of pieces of dried seaweed, fish scraps, or even a particularly interesting French fry (uninteresting fries are instantly eaten, though the occasional ones with odd shapes are sometimes kept until they grow as stale and hard as rock).

Vaatras inched sideways towards Fish Sticks. Fish Sticks scuttled sideways in the opposite direction.
Vaatras tried the other way. That didn’t work either.
With a squawk of frustration, Vaatras came to the realization that he would have to attack first. Well, good thing he excelled at that.
Vaatras stretched his neck up, holding his wings slightly to the side as he approached, first slowly, then with a run, giving his wings a flap for momentum.
Fish Sticks shot into the air in perhaps the quickest takeoff he had made in his life.
Despite his little common sense screeching at him to flee, he forced his wings to take him back to the ground right behind Vaatras.
Fish Stick’s ringed bill shot forward to firmly grab Vaatras’ tail.

"Yeah, Fish Sticks!" Russet said impulsively, cheering for the gull he hoped beyond hope would win. Is that a good idea? Our alliance with the gulls doesn't change with a change in gull leadership, does it? Vaatras appears to be very dangerous and not someone you'd want to be enemies with. Also, despite him being in charge the gulls would still be powerful allies. Actually, would he make them more powerful allies? Also, it seems like he's going to win.

 

[Amer]

(the french fry part made me laugh)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

"Yeah, Fish Sticks!" Russet said impulsively, cheering for the gull he hoped beyond hope would win. Is that a good idea? Our alliance with the gulls doesn't change with a change in gull leadership, does it? Vaatras appears to be very dangerous and not someone you'd want to be enemies with. Also, despite him being in charge the gulls would still be powerful allies. Actually, would he make them more powerful allies? Also, it seems like he's going to win.

Cement stared intently at the battle, trying to gauge what strategies Fish Sticks planned to use to win against the obviously superior gull. The esteemed seabird leader must have something up his feathery nonexistent sleeve. Otherwise it would’ve been completely foolish to engage in a battle that he was outmatched in. The gull’s leader wouldn’t do that. Right?