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

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A chicken dressed in black walked in on Wesley who was confined in a cell. "Come with me you filth!" The chicken dressed in black dragged Wesley out of the cell. Half-way down the hall, he paused and pecked at a certain brick. A passage opened and he dragged Wesley inside. It closed behind them. Inside the secret room, was a cage. A big cage. The chicken dressed in black took off a tarp that covered it. A Fox was snarling inside. Wesley jumped back. "Welcome to the torcher chambers. Have fun!" said the Black chicken closing the door behind him. Wesley banged on where the door was but all there was was a stone wall. The cage door opened and the fox leaped out.
 
When Lolly ran in, she saw Polly, Dave and Petunia looking like they were discussing something important. So naturally, she had to barge in and know what they were saying. But before she did, she heard faintly heard something coming from below her. She pressed her head to a crack in the floor and listened. Then she shot strait back up. "Guys! Wesley's in the torture chamber!" She cried. She didn't wait for their response. She didn't even know if they knew what that was! But Lolly had read about it in a big old book she had sneaked from the library last summer. Lolly raced down the dungeon stairs. She almost crashed into two guards, but she spread her wings and flew over them just in time. She heard Polly and the others (?) hot on her heels. finally, she came to a halt at a brick wall. "It's a dead end." Whispered Polly from behind. Polly scrunched up her beak and closed her eyes, trying to remember what the book had said. Then, she opened them. She started pecking every brick on the wall. "Help me!" She said between pecks. Finally, when Polly pecked on one near the center, it opened. Polly scratched that brick with her toenail to remember which one it was. Then Lolly lead the way in. She loaded her arrow and drew it to her cheek, waiting for something to happen...
 
Chickens were scattering everywhere. The fox was distracted by all the other chickens in its path and it raced down the halls. Prince Edward was standing in the Royal dining hall and the fox burst in. Plates and candles went everywhere! The fox aimed for Prince Edward and snapped his neck. Feathers went everywhere. The Prince let out a shriek and died. The fox started to chew contently on his meal. (Someone kill the fox)
 

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