THE QUEEN'S EMPIRE ♔ (a medieval chicken RP!)

Lolly was perched up in the tree she was in yesterday. She was watching the royal army again. She decided that she would want to be an archer in the army, or even lead it some day! She pulled an arrow from her quiver and loaded her bow. with a firm grip, she stretched the string on her bow tight. She aimed for a piece of wood in the gardens below. Then she fired. Her arrow streaked to the ground, and dug deep into the piece of wood she aimed for. Lolly cried out with joy and promptly jumped off the branch and spread her wings. She flapped them vigorously and started flying to the ground. On her way down, a twig scratched her wing, leaving a cut that slowly oozed blood. It didn't hurt...much. Upon landing, Lolly eyed it with strange satisfaction. She felt like it was a mark of her bravery. Lolly picked up the arrow, chucked it back in her quiver, pushed her bow over her shoulder and ran into the castle. She wanted to tell Polly about her perfect aim when shooting at the piece wood.
 
Sir. Crusty was walking through the streets, puffing out his chest.
He walked over to a vendor in the marketplace and threw some coppers onto the old wood counter of the stall.
A fat old rooster with roughed red and black feathers and a dented rose comb smoothed and blackened by frostbite was crowing about the fine produce he prided himself in.
"Could'ya get me one of those red crabapples there on the left side?" Sir. Crusty asked. "Get me a fine one, would'ya?"
The large rooster grabbed for a crabapple and passed it towards Sir. Crusty. (Anything bigger would have been difficult for the bantam to carry.)
The strapping young d'Anvers left in a flourish, fluffing his rough shiny grey feathers.
He sideled up to a random beautiful young pullet dressed finely, and offered her the apple.
"An apple for a beautiful young lass," said the young romantic.
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Luna quietly looked out of the large window of her husband's villa, indifferent to the servants bustling around her. Really she wanted to scratch out in the lovely sun's rays, but company was soon to arrive.
 
Name- Nim
Breed- RIR X RIW
Variety- Unknown
Gender- Hen
Rank- Princess of Dark Forest Empire
Personality- Brave and kind, does not like her father and brother, wishes Brienna didn't marry into the family. Plans to run away when she can.
Family- Prince Edward, The king, Matilda
Other-
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Is she allowed to help Brienna "escape", if Brienna plans to escape, or maybe she can go to or something?
Accepted!
 
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Name: Ali
Breed: Leghorn
Variety: white
Gender: hen
Rank: Servent
Personality: been proper since a child, wanted to be princess and has never been married
Family: a bunch of servents
Other:
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ccepted!
 

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