Spur, Oak, and Snow- A Turkey Roleplay

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.
Thrush followed, leaving his own footprints not far from Duncan’s.
 
(Sassybaka. Look how huge her eyes are. Also a cute Royal palm and a depressed Broad breasted white who wants me to take her home, lol)
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