Spur, Oak, and Snow- A Turkey Roleplay

[Anime2lover]

(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.”

Sparkle was snuggled in her mother's wing with only her head sticking out as the older hen spoke of the white cold stuff on the ground. She pecked at it curiously, and hungrily, wanting anxiously to get her morning meal. Something her mother usually passed to her. A bug sometimes, or grass, but usually the man made pellets.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(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’ll give @Crestcrazy2 a chance to respond.)

 

[Amer]

The birds were now attentively listening, and Acorn earned a general mutter of aggreement. “Okay, that’s settled then. We go north to the cornfield and go to the stream.” With a wave of her wing, she went west and exited the forest. Over the expanse of grass, the snow-blanketed wreakage was painfully obvious. As Slate and the general populous followed, they felt pangs of sorrow for the lives they lost.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Duncan made his way to a small opening in the shrubbery and joined up with the rest of the male flock, nothing much was said other then the usual small talk as they started to forage.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Duncan made his way to a small opening in the shrubbery and joined up with the rest of the male flock, nothing much was said other then the usual small talk as they started to forage.

Fox trotted up to Duncan. “Are we going to the stream?” He asked. He was thirsty, and the snowflakes weren’t satisfying him.

 

[Amer]

Duncan made his way to a small opening in the shrubbery and joined up with the rest of the male flock, nothing much was said other then the usual small talk as they started to forage.

Fox trotted up to Duncan. “Are we going to the stream?” He asked. He was thirsty, and the snowflakes weren’t satisfying him.

“That’s what I would suggest,” Thrush said, looking expectantly at Duncan.

 

[Anime2lover]

“That’s what I would suggest,” Thrush said, looking expectantly at Duncan.

Sparkle looked at the lead hen of her flock. Though she didn't quite understand what had happened to the floçk.*

 

[Amer]

Sparkle looked at the lead hen of her flock. Though she didn't quite understand what had happened to the floçk.*

“Yes?” asked Acorn gently. She loved young chicks and instructing them, especially attentive young chicks.

 

[Anime2lover]

“Yes?” asked Acorn gently. She loved young chicks and instructing them, especially attentive young chicks.

Sparkle: what happened to our home anyway?? And that hot stuff that destroyed it.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Fox trotted up to Duncan. “Are we going to the stream?” He asked. He was thirsty, and the snowflakes weren’t satisfying him.

“That’s what I would suggest,” Thrush said, looking expectantly at Duncan.

Duncan lifted his head, looking in the direction of the stream and glancing around at the flock. “ I suppose that would be in order, if you say so thrush” He said, calling to the flock and starting his way down the wall worn path covered with a thin layer of snow, leaving large footprints behind.