"I have no idea. How fast can you run?" She asked. "If you can distract it long enough, I can get her out of there. You should fly into a tree and stay totally still if it catches up with you. It didn't help this pullet, because she's bleeding and the dog could smell her...but if you fly into a tree and stay still it won't get you." She said.
“Ok, I can try. I run pretty fast usually”. Sage started to run out in front of the dog
Frost stepped out too.
Sage tried to distract the big dog. It seems like it was working. He just hopes that Frost knew what she was doing
Frost stepped closer to the tree. The dog was stalking towards Sage.
Sage took a quick looks at Frost. ”I will lead the dog farther from here, so she has more time“ He thought, and proceeded to do so
"What are they then?" Lucky asked. She looked at the chicks again. They were tiny but they didn't look that much different than normal chicks.
"I think they're...queel? Qual? No, quails! I met some once. They're like mini-chickens but different. They're tiny and cute." Said Fern, peering at the shivering babies.
Lucky looked down at the "quail." Mini chickens. How did they even survive long enough for her to find them?
"Well, they've latched onto you. You're their mum now. They need to be warm."
