Storm carried Dilly over to Prim’s chick. They looked the same age.Dilly didn’t know who Prim’s chick was. She hadn’t been out of her burrow much yet, but she was excited to meet another chick.
Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
Storm carried Dilly over to Prim’s chick. They looked the same age.Dilly didn’t know who Prim’s chick was. She hadn’t been out of her burrow much yet, but she was excited to meet another chick.
Dilly walked up to Prim’s chick. “Hello,” she said.Storm carried Dilly over to Prim’s chick. They looked the same age.
"You are awake!" He exclaimed. He began to preen her feathers again.She still felt like she couldn’t move. But she blinked at him.
The chick looked at her. “Hi…”Dilly walked up to Prim’s chick. “Hello,” she said.
“What’s your name?” Dilly stepped closer.The chick looked at her. “Hi…”
“I dunno.” She said, ducking back under Prim’s wing.“What’s your name?” Dilly stepped closer.
He finished preening her feathers so that they were dry. "Are you feeling any better, Mist?" He asked her quietly."You are awake!" He exclaimed. He began to preen her feathers again.
Mist trembled with a vengeance, bringing her frozen feet up to her chest. Snow fell softly on her black and silver feathers."You are awake!" He exclaimed. He began to preen her feathers again.
"I'm guessing no." He said. He scooted her farther into the burrow, away from the snow. He sat down against her and fluffed his feathers up. He hoped he was warming her up.Mist trembled with a vengeance, bringing her frozen feet up to her chest. Snow fell softly on her black and silver feathers.
She closed her eyes, feeling a little better."I'm guessing no." He said. He scooted her farther into the burrow, away from the snow. He sat down against her and fluffed his feathers up. He hoped he was warming her up.