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

Cat-Eyes nodded back and lifted her wings, flapping away.
"We found out the fate of one of your fugitives. Can I go home now?" Blizzard asked, ruffling his feathers. He didn't like being down here, on the forest floor, with a severed pigeon leg wing-lengths away.

"You really don't know anything." Rocket muttered to herself. "Well.." she hesitated, looking after the gulls almost longingly. "Well, I'll tell you, since those gulls probably have reinforcements by now.." she cooed.

"That means they're probably the enemies of ravens too." Storm said slowly, looking at her.
*nanako listened to what she was saying. *

Nanako: is there not enough food in this city to cause fighting? *she had been raised by humans so she had food available all she needed.*
 
Russet also dipped his beak politely. He could be the poster child of etiquette and manners if need be. But his parasitic smile still played at the edge of his beak.
He felt no need to repeat his greeting and did not do so.
Instead, his voice evened and he spoke. “I take it you are not above negotiation with us?”
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Russet also dipped his beak politely. He could be the poster child of etiquette and manners if need be. But his parasitic smile still played at the edge of his beak.
He felt no need to repeat his greeting and did not do so.
Instead, his voice evened and he spoke. “I take it you are not above negotiation with us?”
Suliver didn't look at Russet. "Well, what do you want?" He asked Cement, still not looking at Russet. "If you made me fly all this way for nothing, you're going to wish that you'd brought more back up than a half-trained beggar." He spat.
"I wouldn't call him half-trained," Cement murmured. "You'll find my mate is more capable than he looks."
Suliver opened his beak to reply, but Cement continued.
"If all you have to offer are insults, I will leave right now. But, let me tell you, I could make a powerful alliance with your forces to help you along with your.. operation."
Suliver eyed her carefully. He hadn't known his sister had learned of the plan. "Go on,"
“Ok ok chill Storm” Molly said
"What's chill?" Storm asked while bouncing about in circles.
*nanako listened to what she was saying. *

Nanako: is there not enough food in this city to cause fighting? *she had been raised by humans so she had food available all she needed.*
"I'll tell you the story like I heard it from an old-feather." Rocket said, "So I'll start from the beginning.
"There were lots of birds in the city. There always have been. Probably 'cus of all the food. But the pigeons were always pushed around. We were seen as weak, despite us being the superior birds." Rocket puffed up her chest just the tiniest bit, as if to prove to those past birds that pigeons were to be feared. "So, this pigeon came along, and he made all the gangs, and lieutenants, and all that. He was the first General. Then he and all us pigeons drove out the stinking gulls, those conniving ravens, and the trickster crows. And that's how it's been ever since.
"Except.. the other birds have tried to beat away us once again. They want to be back to the old days, where the biggest birds got the best French fries. But it's not gonna happen. Not while any pigeons are still breathing, including me." Rocket finished, beaming at Nanako
 
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Suliver didn't look at Russet. "Well, what do you want?" He asked Cement, still not looking at Russet. "If you made me fly all this way for nothing, you're going to wish that you'd brought more back up than a half-trained beggar." He spat.
"I wouldn't call him half-trained," Cement murmured. "You'll find my mate is more capable than he looks."
Suliver opened his beak to reply, but Cement continued.
"If all you have to offer are insults, I will leave right now. But, let me tell you, I could make a powerful alliance with your forces to help you along with your.. operation."
Suliver eyed her carefully. He hadn't known his sister had learned of the plan. "Go on,"

"What's chill?" Storm asked while bouncing about in circles.

"I'll tell you the story like I heard it from an old-feather." Rocket said, "So I'll start from the beginning.
"There were lots of birds in the city. There always have been. Probably 'cus of all the food. But the pigeons were always pushed around. We were seen as weak, despite us being the superior birds." Rocket puffed up her chest just the tiniest bit, as if to prove to those past birds that pigeons were to be feared. "So, this pigeon came along, and he made all the gangs, and lieutenants, and all that. He was the first General. Then he and all us pigeons drove out the stinking gulls, those conniving ravens, and the trickster crows. And that's how it's been ever since.
"Except.. the other birds have tried to beat away us once again. They want to be back to the old days, where the biggest birds got the best French fries. But it's not gonna happen. Not on my watch." Rocket finished, beaming at Nanako
“Chill means calm down” Molly laughed “the opposite of you”
 
“You okay?” Molly called after him
"I'm fine!" Storm cawed up. He painstakingly started the process of flying clumsily from branch to branch until he was back at Molly's level. "What I was saying," he said after catching his breath, "is that we should try to help the fugitives." He beamed at her, excited about his new idea.
 
"I'm fine!" Storm cawed up. He painstakingly started the process of flying clumsily from branch to branch until he was back at Molly's level. "What I was saying," he said after catching his breath, "is that we should try to help the fugitives." He beamed at her, excited about his new idea.
“I don’t know Storm. If anyone ever found out we’d be toast!” Molly’s mind raced but it might give you some excitement in your life
 
“I don’t know Storm. If anyone ever found out we’d be toast!” Molly’s mind raced but it might give you some excitement in your life
"Well, we'd have to join some sort of group for protection." Storm said, marching back and forth as if he totally knew what he was talking about. Realistically, he had no idea. He didn't even know the full history between the pigeons and other birds.
 
"Well, we'd have to join some sort of group for protection." Storm said, marching back and forth as if he totally knew what he was talking about. Realistically, he had no idea. He didn't even know the full history between the pigeons and other birds.
“What kind of group?” She was quite enjoying This chicks company
 

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