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

[EmmaRainboe]

Tiny sighed. ”I was in a flock before, honey. They were so nice. I only escaped because of the humans. You will be fine, and if not, we will run away, ok?”

“Promise?”

 

[6BeachChicks]

“Promise?”

Tiny did a happy cluck. “Promise.”

 

[EmmaRainboe]

“Well, it’s nice to officially meet you.” She chuckled. (Blaaaargh. I want there to be some interesting link here.)

(She could be a mix of a mix, so one of Titan‘s mixed sons daughter… sooo… granddaughter?)


”And you too. You are lucky to have the mother you have.” Titan winked.

 

[EmmaRainboe]

Tiny did a happy cluck. “Promise.”

“Okay… I guess. But… I’ll just stick to the outskirts, hehe.” She chuckled nervously.

 

[6BeachChicks]

“Okay… I guess. But… I’ll just stick to the outskirts, hehe.” She chuckled nervously.

Tiny gasped. “No, no you won’t, you need a family. We are going straight to Snowberry.”

 

[EmmaRainboe]

Tiny gasped. “No, no you won’t, you need a family. We are going straight to Snowberry.”

”Grrrr… fine.”

 

[TheOddOneOut]

“No. I refuse to be the lowest in the pecking order. I’d rather just be alone then deal with that humiliation again.”

“What humiliation?” Asked Dahlia. “From what I’ve seen, the only thing that happens is low-rankers maybe don’t get first pickings, and occasionally have to do chores like chick-sit or clear away bedding. There’s no cruelty. Not like my old flock.”

 

[6BeachChicks]

”Grrrr… fine.”

“Okay.” Tiny put her wing around Poshy, glad that she was being open. “It’s going to be better then fine, don’t you worry!”

 

[TheOddOneOut]

(She could be a mix of a mix, so one of Titan‘s mixed sons daughter… sooo… granddaughter?)


”And you too. You are lucky to have the mother you have.” Titan winked.

“She’s not my bio mother, as was previously stated.” Said Moon, glancing at the slightly flustered Fern. “She found my egg in the woods after my mother was murdered. She’s my mom no matter what though.”

 

[EmmaRainboe]

“What humiliation?” Asked Dahlia. “From what I’ve seen, the only thing that happens is low-rankers maybe don’t get first pickings, and occasionally have to do chores like chick-sit or clear away bedding. There’s no cruelty. Not like my old flock.”

“Nevermind.”