*The Lovely And The Ugly* A wild Chicken RP 2

[6BeachChicks]

"Yeah." said Wren. "I get that."

“You are very nice to talk to,” dust said, a little surprised at himself for saying that.

 

[TheOddOneOut]

“Yes, but there is too much for one person,” she added scratching an area under the log.

"Hmm. Maybe we could offer some to the older birds." He said.
(My older characters are:
Eerie
Fern
Ripple
Storm
Snowberry
Raven)

 

[TheOddOneOut]

“You are very nice to talk to,” dust said, a little surprised at himself for saying that.

"I know. I'm a good friend." She said, grinning.

 

[6BeachChicks]

"Hmm. Maybe we could offer some to the older birds." He said.
(My older characters are:
Eerie
Fern
Ripple
Storm
Snowberry
Raven)

“Sure! let’s start with snowberry, and work our way around. There is plenty.”

 

[TheOddOneOut]

“Sure! let’s start with snowberry, and work our way around. There is plenty.”

Stone nodded, scooping some up with a leaf.
He walked over to Snowberry's burrow, which was at the top of the slope.

 

[6BeachChicks]

"I know. I'm a good friend." She said, grinning.

Dust laughed. “Hey, what about me? I ate the fish. Who else would have eaten the delicious fish?” dust looked at wren, wondering what she would say.

 

[TheOddOneOut]

Dust laughed. “Hey, what about me? I ate the fish. Who else would have eaten the delicious fish?” dust looked at wren, wondering what she would say.

“Eh, fine, you get fish-eating credit. That’s the best type of credit.” She laughed. “Let’s head back up.”

 

[6BeachChicks]

Stone nodded, scooping some up with a leaf.
He walked over to Snowberry's burrow, which was at the top of the slope.

Ash followed with her leaf full of bugs as well.

 

[6BeachChicks]

“Eh, fine, you get fish-eating credit. That’s the best type of credit.” She laughed. “Let’s head back up.”

Dust followed wren, happy he had made a friend.

 

[TheOddOneOut]

Ash followed with her leaf full of bugs as well.

Snowberry and Storm were chatting in Snowberry's den. The brothers were deep in conversation when Stone poked his head in. "Want some grubs?" He asked, offering his mother's father and mother's uncle the insects.