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Chapter 6
Sunny froze. She knew this wasn't good. The predator yanked her and ran off.
"Sunny," Fenix cried. Gingernut and Fenix chased the predator, who turned out to be a coon.
"Let her go," Gingernut demanded, pecking at the coon. He swatted back with Sunny still in his hand.
But the raccoon wasn't let only one interested in chicken soup for breakfast! A coyote emerged from the bushes into the countryside, trying to kill the coon. High in the sky, a hawk circled over head. This was serious. With the few spurs he had developed, he attempted to spur the raccoon. However, it only payed attention to keeping Sunny in his paws and killing this coyote. The wooshing sound from the hawk was back.
"Go away hawk," Gingernut growled under her breath. "As if we don't have enough problems now."
Even though it was pretty much useless, Fenix spurred the raccoon's paws, causing him to drop Sunny. This got the coyote's attention, and caused him to forget about the coon and direct his attention to Sunny instead. The raccoon fled, but the hawk and coyote stayed to fight.
Gingernut knew she didn't have a chance against the coyote on the ground, but maybe in the air! She took into the highest pine tree she could find, and came diving down feet-first onto the coyote's head. She wounded him, but not by much, and it didn't faze him.
"Take this, coyote," Fenix shouted, charging the coyote and spurring his chest. He whimpered, but still stood up and fought. Fenix then applied the same tactic Gingernut had just used, and climbed up as high as he could go, only this time with his spurs on the coyote's head. This was enough to overwhelm the coyote, and so he fled into the forest. But the battle wasn't over yet.
Woosh.
The chicks knew what to do this time. They all flew up into the pine tree, and used their own wings. Even though they couldn't stay airborne long, it was long enough to dodge an attack from a hawk. The hawk saw the chicks, and zoomed in.
Wooooosh
Fenix was the intented target, but he dodged and counterattacked the hawk once again with his spurs. It only did minor damage, but was enough to get the hawk very angry.
Sunny was frozen from her fear. The hawk took advantage of this and decided to attack her, only to be attacked by Gingernut. She used her claws for her first attack, and then started pecking at his wings to disable its flight. Fenix then spurred the bird's neck, overwhelming it and causing it to fly off.
"That was really close," Gingernut said.
"I think we should get out of here," Sunny announced.
"We should," Fenix agreed. "This is predator territory."
They walked across the countryside for the next few hours, and eventually came across a road. They marveled at this road made of iron, wood, and rock, and decided that they would follow it, until...
"Hey, what's that noise," Gingernut asked.
"I don't know," Sunny responded.
Suddenly, a steel "thing" came storming down this road fast.
"Get out of the road!" Fenix yelled. Sunny stayed staring at it.
"Get out of there," Gingernut shouted, yanking her out of the thing's path at the last second, while it sounded a horn.
"What was that," Sunny asked.
"I don't know," Fenix replied, "but you need to start staying calm when something dangerous comes along. If you shout at the sight of a predator or stay in the path of one of those things, you aren't going to survive."
"Sorry," Sunny said, holding her head low.
They were determined, and continued following this path, but kept their eyes out for another one of those "noisy" animals.
The path lead them to a meadow, full of wild, cotton blossoms.
"You look tired and thirsty," a deer cooed.
"Yes, we are," Gingernut replied. The sun was now setting.
"Well, follow me, I know where a pool is," the deer replied. The chicks followed, and had a drink from the pool and fell asleep cuddling the deer.
Sunny had a dream of being back at the coop, and seeing old friends from the brooder. Fenix's dream was of the flock leaving him with a doting babysitter. Gingernut's dream was very sad, of her being a little chick without feathers, playing with Jazzy. Would it ever be like this again? Would she ever see Jazzy again?
They seemed so real. Gingernut could almost hear Jazzy's voice...
But it wasn't Jazzy's voice at all. In fact, it was a cry for help!
To be continued...