Spur, Oak, and Snow- A Turkey Roleplay

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Bessy didn’t reply, sometimes it was nice having someone afraid of her, sometimes it wasn’t. This, unfortunately, was one of those times, she hated having someone afraid of her because if they weren’t perhaps she could be his friend but no, she was far too tough for that, for insignificant friends.

Not that she’d ever tell Slate, or anyone else for that matter. She had a reputation and it was one it had taken her a long time to build so a few insecurities where NOT taking her and her reputation down with them

 

[Amer]

“Uhh, come back Noodles,” Slate said, glancing at the snow-covered poult.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

“Uhh, come back Noodles,” Slate said, glancing at the snow-covered poult.

Bessy jumped to her feet and walked off, her paces still had the swagger dripping with confidence which she was sure would intimidate anyone

 

[Amer]

Bessy jumped to her feet and walked off, her paces still had the swagger dripping with confidence which she was sure would intimidate anyone

(Good cuz i gotta go)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(Good cuz i gotta go)

(Lol cya.)

 

[Amer]

Bessy jumped to her feet and walked off, her paces still had the swagger dripping with confidence which she was sure would intimidate anyone

Arrogance attracted Acorn like a magnet. It was a necessary skill if she wished to swiftly eliminate it. It was that fat jenny. Again.
Unfortunately, Bessy wasn’t doing anything wrong for Acorn to correct. So Acorn had to improvise. She stood in front of Bessy, squaring her legs. Annoyingly, while they were the same height, Bessy was bigger. Acorn was used to that in toms and dumpies, but it was kind of annoying to meet a dumpy with that kind of swagger. “If you keep walking like that, you’re going to trip.”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Arrogance attracted Acorn like a magnet. It was a necessary skill if she wished to swiftly eliminate it. It was that fat jenny. Again.
Unfortunately, Bessy wasn’t doing anything wrong for Acorn to correct. So Acorn had to improvise. She stood in front of Bessy, squaring her legs. Annoyingly, while they were the same height, Bessy was bigger. Acorn was used to that in toms and dumpies, but it was kind of annoying to meet a dumpy with that kind of swagger. “If you keep walking like that, you’re going to trip.”

“If you keep frowning like that you’ll get even more wrinkles” Bessy knew she shouldn’t provoke the head turkey but she just couldn’t help it, this turkey really had it out for her just because she was confident and sure of herself.

 

[Amer]

“If you keep frowning like that you’ll get even more wrinkles” Bessy knew she shouldn’t provoke the head turkey but she just couldn’t help it, this turkey really had it out for her just because she was confident and sure of herself.

“You wouldn’t want to say that to the Lead Hen, now would you?” Acorn asked. Her (wrinkled, as always) head was turning bright red. Acorn pecked Bessy on the head. “Learn a little humility, would you?” It was honestly embarrassing that a dumpy would find it had an identity, let alone a strong and independent one.
“Young birds ought to walk in a way that doesn’t alert the whole forest of their presence, and the things that come from their beaks should only be intelligent things, if you’re capable of any intelligence.”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

“You wouldn’t want to say that to the Lead Hen, now would you?” Acorn asked. Her (wrinkled, as always) head was turning bright red. Acorn pecked Bessy on the head. “Learn a little humility, would you?” It was honestly embarrassing that a dumpy would find it had an identity, let alone a strong and independent one.
“Young birds ought to walk in a way that doesn’t alert the whole forest of their presence, and the things that come from their beaks should only be intelligent things, if you’re capable of any intelligence.”

Bessy couldn’t help it as a smirk appeared on her face, the lead hen pecked her on the head and she backed down, that independent, strong part of her that was always itching for a fight screamed to challenge the lead hen but the sensible part won and Bessy backed off. “Yeah sure” she agreed until the hen insulted her to her face.
“Oh believe me, I’m capable of intelligence I just have to dumb myself down so you can understand me” Bessy retorted, she did not appreciate being called dumb.

 

[PippinTheChicken]

“Uhh, come back Noodles,” Slate said, glancing at the snow-covered poult.

"Is it safe?" Noodles asked cautiously
She stood up and shook her feathers to get the snow off.
She ran quickly back to slate and dived under his warm feathers.