Spur, Oak, and Snow- A Turkey Roleplay

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“Hmm those two terms could be used to describe you more than they could me” Bessy retorted, she shouldn’t have, and she knew it but gosh it was so tempting. The retort just beckoned her, so she gave in and replied to the lead hen, not smart. Not smart at all.
“Show a little respect for your leader, or I won’t include you in the conversation next time, dumpy,” Acorn said. Her face turned to deep rose. She delivered a firm peck to Bessy’s head.
 
“Scratch sucker. Or Massive Waste of Space, if you will,” Acorn interrupted. She stared meaningfully at all of the conscious members of their flock, which happened to be Kaede, Copper, Noodles, Slate, Shiru, Hoppy, and Bessy. “I think that finding water would be imperative. This might be hard in the winter. As Copper and Shiru may remember, water sources freeze when it’s cold. First, however, waking the flock may be a good idea. (@H-B-O also who made Sparkle?)
Copper flapped mightily onto a tree branch and gobbled very loudly. “WAKE UPPPP!”
 
“Show a little respect for your leader, or I won’t include you in the conversation next time, dumpy,” Acorn said. Her face turned to deep rose. She delivered a firm peck to Bessy’s head.
Bessy bit her tongue before she could reply anything that could get her thrown out the flock because she sure as heck wouldn’t make it on her own out here.
 
(i want to include an early encounter with a wild flock. @Crestcrazy or @RoostersAreAwesome, maybe Spur or Oak could be at a stream?)
A few turkeys flew down to the snow. “Okay, so as you can see we are in a bad situation,” Acorn said. “But I believe that we can thrive within it. Your home has burned (she did not actually know that and made a brash-and true-assumption.) We are stuck in this forest for the rest of our lives. And currently, there is snow. No ranger has entered the woods in the winter before, except for those who joined the Acorn Peckers.” Her face was flush with a strange mixture of disdain and respect. “We will starve unless we forage for ourselves. There’s no keepers here to feed us and don’t you forget it!” She cast an unnecessary meaningful glance at those she considered to be “dumpy’s uncles,” and dumpies themselves. Shameful dependents. Yes, Acorn was something of a horrible turkey.
“We must learn to roost better than this,” she gestured to the sticks and hollows that littered the snow, caused by birds attempting to perch on branches too slender for their weight and giving up and sleeping on the ground. “This. And water. We need water. Last I checked, there was a stream running into the woods from the corn field.”
 
(i want to include an early encounter with a wild flock. @Crestcrazy or @RoostersAreAwesome, maybe Spur or Oak could be at a stream?)
A few turkeys flew down to the snow. “Okay, so as you can see we are in a bad situation,” Acorn said. “But I believe that we can thrive within it. Your home has burned (she did not actually know that and made a brash-and true-assumption.) We are stuck in this forest for the rest of our lives. And currently, there is snow. No ranger has entered the woods in the winter before, except for those who joined the Acorn Peckers.” Her face was flush with a strange mixture of disdain and respect. “We will starve unless we forage for ourselves. There’s no keepers here to feed us and don’t you forget it!” She cast an unnecessary meaningful glance at those she considered to be “dumpy’s uncles,” and dumpies themselves. Shameful dependents. Yes, Acorn was something of a horrible turkey.
“We must learn to roost better than this,” she gestured to the sticks and hollows that littered the snow, caused by birds attempting to perch on branches too slender for their weight and giving up and sleeping on the ground. “This. And water. We need water. Last I checked, there was a stream running into the woods from the corn field.”
Bessy bit back a harrumph at the look she shot at the other dumpies. And Bessy hated that they all took it, not one had the wits that she had so they all just kind of stared back. She rolled her eyes mirroring Acorn’s distaste, except her distaste wasn’t at her fellow dumpies, instead it was at their leader, she couldn’t wait until she was running the flock. Boy oh boy things would change.
 
Bessy bit back a harrumph at the look she shot at the other dumpies. And Bessy hated that they all took it, not one had the wits that she had so they all just kind of stared back. She rolled her eyes mirroring Acorn’s distaste, except her distaste wasn’t at her fellow dumpies, instead it was at their leader, she couldn’t wait until she was running the flock. Boy oh boy things would change.
(Just making sure everyone knows she isn’t actually going to take over the flock she’s just thinking she is)
 

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