~The chicken RP~

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Prince Charles stepped out of his glittering coach. The gate to the places was flanked by two guards. They immediately bowed when he walked up to them. "Are you here for the ball sire?" one if them asked politely. "Yes,and you don't have to bow whenever I come" Prince Charles stated. "We are all the same on the inside royal or peasant". The guards were to dumbfounded to speak. A royal had NEVER talked to them that way before. Prince Charles strutted into the ballroom. His iridescent tail feathers flashing under lights. That's when he spotted her. A stunning black hen crumpled in a rooster ' s wings. Prince Charles saw enough similarities to know they were only brother and sister. Straightening his suit he walked confidently over to her. "Excuse me miss" he said politely. "Are you alright?".
 
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Prince Charles stepped out of his glittering coach. The gate to the places was flanked by two guards. They immediately bowed when he walked up to them. "Are you here for the ball sire?" one if them asked politely. "Yes,and you don't have to bow whenever I come" Prince Charles stated. "We are all the same on the inside royal or peasant". The guards were to dumbfounded to speak. A royal had NEVER talked to them that way before. Prince Charles strutted into the ballroom. His iridescent tail feathers flashing under lights. That's when he spotted her. A stunning black hen crumpled in a rooster ' s wings. Prince Charles saw enough similarities to know they were only brother and sister. Straightening his suit he walked confidently over to her. "Excuse me miss" he said politely. "Are you alright?".


A large carriage came up after him, and Sephora stepped out, feathers gleaming. She had a small locket on her chest and a crown sitting on her comb.

SHe was a small bantam with perfect golden laced feathers, and a small dainty comb with perfect shaped wattles. She was the standard of perfection.

She had come for an upcoming ball (is that ok?) and to find a suitor (needed). She would be there for the rest of the year, studying economy and learning how to run a country.

She walked to the door noticing a black hen in a roosters wing. "Oh my! Are you alright?" She asked.



(Could someone make a cockerel for Sephora?)
 

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