Spur, Oak, and Snow- A Turkey Roleplay

“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.
Spur arrived at a small, fast-moving stream, not far from where it exited the cornfield. The water was clear and icy cold.
Fox followed the others eagerly, but still kept to the back of the flock. When they got to the stream, he approached the side carefully, not wanting to fall in. He dipped his beak into the refreshing, icy water.
 
(Copper my boi
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y’a shoula’ seen this thing in person. So shiny.)
 
(One of the issues is just not enough characters in the flocks. I created this character a year ago but didn’t want to add her because that adds to the issue of me owning half the characters. But here I am, since I don’t have any adult Oak characters.)
Name: Petrichor
Oak or Spur Flock: Oak (it says Acorn flock in the first post, doesn’t it? 😖 well it’s not, that would just be confusing)
Rank: hen, a higher ranking one
Sib (for Spur):
Age: 1 year
Breed: wild turkey
Appearance: a glossy, reddish brown turkey but with a small, thin head and a thin body. Long, judgemental neck. She is ugly, but whether this is merely due to her permanent frown is hard to judge. I drew a picture but I don’t have it with me right now.
History: She was “too good” for a mate, and “too good” for chicks, so she just vibed in the forest passing off judgement for the past year.
Personality: Kind of a sigma female, if you want to use weird greek terms. She’s independent and has curt judgement for everything, if she decides to speak. Petrichor is rude and neither charismatic nor popular, so she could never be leader, but she is reasonable an intelligent. She is also set in her own ways and close minded. While she won’t dig her heels in, she won’t change her mind, and she is totally opposed to any domestics joining their flock and is also disdainful towards weak turkeys asking for help. “Survival of the fittest” is her internal mantra, though she doesn’t appear to be that fit.
Other: kinda following the pattern of neutral characters I’m creating for this rp. She’s kinda mean.
 
Petrichor kicked aside the snow with her long, thin legs and dug into the frozen earth, finding some delicious underground grubs.
 
(Why did this rp end so suddenly? Does anyone want to continue it? I reread it and it was pretty hilarious, even though I made painful grammatical errors. Greatest rp ever created except maybe Wings of War, but I am biased. @Crestcrazy2 @H-B-O @RoostersAreAwesome @Butterscotchbitesfinger @CrazyCochin @RoosterWhisperer @Anime2lover @HeavensHens88 @Chicken Quest @Lacy Duckwing @anybody else)
(Thanks for the tag. I'm actually not in this RP yet. Sorry I can't join. I'm going to be leaving for a couple of weeks very soon. Good luck with your RP! :thumbsup Maybe if it's still active when I get back, I might join. )
 

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