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

[Anime2lover]

Rocket hopped under a rusty stove and found a pile of moldy cat food. She reached out and grabbed a pellet hungrily, but then dropped it at its weird taste. I could eat this weird food or I could be hungry. She stared intently at the cat food, not able to come to a decision.

*nanako spotted her and hopped over after eating.*

Nanako: wouldn't eatbe that if I were you. It could make you sick.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Russet came flying right after her. “Now, the obvious advantage to being in the coup is being on the good side of the perpetrators. But what powers do we have to offer in it, other than the services we have provided?” He asked, tilting his head to the side inquisitively. Now he obviously had some observation abilities, and for brute strength he was your number-one-pigeon. But when it came to planning things and calculations, he trusted Cement’s brains more than his own, even if they came to completely contrary conclusions.
After all, I’m pretty feather-brained sometimes.
(nickel phases in and out of all pigeon quests, playing an important role in all, if a small one)
“I wouldn’t eat that if I were you,” a young, squabby voice cooed. A squat little pigeon was silhouetted at the top of a pile of trash. “It may look like its just moldy cat food, but it might actually also be half digested moldy cat food. You never know with cat food,” he said.
“There’s plenty more to find here though. The humans are always throwing away perfectly good food!” He chirped, disappearing behind the mound.

Cement was pacing, her intent gaze somewhere else entirely. Finally, she seemed to snap out of it, blinking as she looked up at Russet. After a moment, she realized what he had said.
“We’re not joining the coup. We’re going to stop it.”

Rocket narrowed her eyes and stared at Nickel with the utmost suspicion. “You just want to steal it, don’t you!” She cooed after him. Why she thought a helpful pigeon barely out of squeaker-hood was a threat, no one knew but her.

*nanako spotted her and hopped over after eating.*

Nanako: wouldn't eatbe that if I were you. It could make you sick.

Rocket switched her suspicious gaze to Nanako, but it quickly dissolved. She trusted Nana. “Ok, you’re right.” She relented, hopping off to find another meal.

 

[Amer]

Cement was pacing, her intent gaze somewhere else entirely. Finally, she seemed to snap out of it, blinking as she looked up at Russet. After a moment, she realized what he had said.
“We’re not joining the coup. We’re going to stop it.”

Rocket narrowed her eyes and stared at Nickel with the utmost suspicion. “You just want to steal it, don’t you!” She cooed after him. Why she thought a helpful pigeon barely out of squeaker-hood was a threat, no one knew but her.

Rocket switched her suspicious gaze to Nanako, but it quickly dissolved. She trusted Nana. “Ok, you’re right.” She relented, hopping off to find another meal.

(squeakerhood, lol)
Russet's eyes widened. "Oh," he said. He couldn't come up with any way that Cement thought she could sabotage the coup in the five seconds he took to think. "And how are we going to do that?"

A brown spotted banana bounced down the hill and right over Rocket's head. "Of course not," said the pile of junk it emerged from. "These humans will throw away all kinds of perfectly good food. You don't need to eat cat vomit around here. That banana isn't even half brown yet!"

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(squeakerhood, lol)
Russet's eyes widened. "Oh," he said. He couldn't come up with any way that Cement thought she could sabotage the coup in the five seconds he took to think. "And how are we going to do that?"

A brown spotted banana bounced down the hill and right over Rocket's head. "Of course not," said the pile of junk it emerged from. "These humans will throw away all kinds of perfectly good food. You don't need to eat cat vomit around here. That banana isn't even half brown yet!"

“I don’t- I don’t know.”
Cement stared at Russet, almost willing to hope that he could think of some miraculous plan that she couldn’t. When he didn’t, she turned around quickly and resumed her pacing. “We can’t organize a force in two days.” She muttered, frustration making her voice louder than usual, “It’s too soon!”

Rocket continued to treat Nickel as she would a distant seagull who was staring intently at her French fries- with utmost suspicion and with a possibility of aggression. Unfortunately, Nickel’s small figure was hidden behind a wall of junk, so Rocket had to be satisfied with staring daggers at a wrecked couch. She shuffled over to the banana and examined it for much longer than was necessary before picking at it carefully.

 

[Amer]

“I don’t- I don’t know.”
Cement stared at Russet, almost willing to hope that he could think of some miraculous plan that she couldn’t. When he didn’t, she turned around quickly and resumed her pacing. “We can’t organize a force in two days.” She muttered, frustration making her voice louder than usual, “It’s too soon!”

Rocket continued to treat Nickel as she would a distant seagull who was staring intently at her French fries- with utmost suspicion and with a possibility of aggression. Unfortunately, Nickel’s small figure was hidden behind a wall of junk, so Rocket had to be satisfied with staring daggers at a wrecked couch. She shuffled over to the banana and examined it for much longer than was necessary before picking at it carefully.

Russet tightened his beak. Usually, Cement didn't jump into things involving the higher powers before at least planning what she was going to do. That sounded way too spontaneous, too Russet-like. But she was obviously asking him for advice, maybe she thought he had more experience in thinking of solutions on the spot because of all of the conflicts he could get into on the spot. Russet wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he had to suggest something. So what came out of his beak wasn't exactly serious, but it foreshadowed the events to come.
"Maybe we can enlist another giant killer gull to stop them?" Then he suggested something more practical but less divining. "I think we should go back and discuss this with the gang." (I HAVE A PLAN)

 

[Anime2lover]

Cement was pacing, her intent gaze somewhere else entirely. Finally, she seemed to snap out of it, blinking as she looked up at Russet. After a moment, she realized what he had said.
“We’re not joining the coup. We’re going to stop it.”

Rocket narrowed her eyes and stared at Nickel with the utmost suspicion. “You just want to steal it, don’t you!” She cooed after him. Why she thought a helpful pigeon barely out of squeaker-hood was a threat, no one knew but her.

Rocket switched her suspicious gaze to Nanako, but it quickly dissolved. She trusted Nana. “Ok, you’re right.” She relented, hopping off to find another meal.

*nanako shuffled her wings a few times before flying up into the air to see if there was anything she could spot from above.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Russet tightened his beak. Usually, Cement didn't jump into things involving the higher powers before at least planning what she was going to do. That sounded way too spontaneous, too Russet-like. But she was obviously asking him for advice, maybe she thought he had more experience in thinking of solutions on the spot because of all of the conflicts he could get into on the spot. Russet wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he had to suggest something. So what came out of his beak wasn't exactly serious, but it foreshadowed the events to come.
"Maybe we can enlist another giant killer gull to stop them?" Then he suggested something more practical but less divining. "I think we should go back and discuss this with the gang." (I HAVE A PLAN)

A hint of amusement flittered over Cement’s face at Russet’s unconventional reply. However, it was gone in an instant as the seriousness of the situation quickly drowned out all other thoughts. Two days...
“Yes,” She agreed, knowing that the gang needed to know their plans. If there was one thing that would always separate her from Suliver, it was her trust in her gang. The trust was mutual, too, which meant that she needed to be honest with them.
Cement did a quick scout of the skies, if only to think of something else for a moment, then prepared for takeoff.
(WHAT’S YOUR PLAN? I don’t have one.)

*nanako shuffled her wings a few times before flying up into the air to see if there was anything she could spot from above.*

Rocket continued to stare suspiciously after Nickel, as if suspecting him of being an imposter (XD).

 

[Amer]

A hint of amusement flittered over Cement’s face at Russet’s unconventional reply. However, it was gone in an instant as the seriousness of the situation quickly drowned out all other thoughts. Two days...
“Yes,” She agreed, knowing that the gang needed to know their plans. If there was one thing that would always separate her from Suliver, it was her trust in her gang. The trust was mutual, too, which meant that she needed to be honest with them.
Cement did a quick scout of the skies, if only to think of something else for a moment, then prepared for takeoff.
(WHAT’S YOUR PLAN? I don’t have one.)

Rocket continued to stare suspiciously after Nickel, as if suspecting him of being an imposter (XD).

(Gull army... They can join forces if Cement’s gang convinces them it’s for the greater good.)
Russet rose after her, still probing his brain for clever ways they could bring an abrupt stop to the coup, but none came to mind.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Gull army... They can join forces if Cement’s gang convinces them it’s for the greater good.)
Russet rose after her, still probing his brain for clever ways they could bring an abrupt stop to the coup, but none came to mind.

(That could work. How will they figure it out though?)
Cement continued to fly, deep in thought.
*timeskip to arrival at the gang’s nesting place*
Cement landed on the familiar concrete ledge. Curious gang members eyed her and Russet.

 

[Amer]

(That could work. How will they figure it out though?)
Cement continued to fly, deep in thought.
*timeskip to arrival at the gang’s nesting place*
Cement landed on the familiar concrete ledge. Curious gang members eyed her and Russet.

(The gulls would fly overhead which would definitely cause the gang to ask what it was about.)
“What have you two been up to?” A dove-grey pigeon hen asked curiously.