The Queens Empire (the 3rd) -a chicken RP-

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Butterscotch flapped her wings wobbling unsteadily. “Heellllllppppp” Alice wobbled dangerously on the branch startled by the scream. Alice suddenly fell plummeting towards the ground. “Argh! Ouch!” She yelped as branches whipped her face. THUD! She hit the ground with a thump. Alice dragged herself to her feet “I’m going to go have a look around” she said walking further into the forest. She pushed branches out the way and climbed over sticks. “Oh I found something” She exclaimed “Guys?” Alice realised with a start she had wandered off. “Ohgoshohgoshohgosh!” She cried feeling helpless and alone.

Butterscotch sat up on the branch looking down for Alice. “Great!” She said sarcastically “there goes our navigation”. Butterscotch turned to the others “now what do we do?”
 
Name: Oak
Breed: Plymouth Rock
Variety: barred
Personality: Very strong believer in justice, wants the royals to be brought to justice. Has a bad history with murders and robbery. (Pretty much) Everyone is afraid of what she can do. Loyal to her friends however untrustworthy with her enemies. Unpredictable.
Gender: F
Rank: Scavenger
Other: had a family in the green grazing empire who died. Possible friend for muffin @ChickenCrazy000
 
Muffin weaved skillfully through the crowded market of The Dark Onyx . Her feet splashed rhythmically through the muddy puddles and sidestepped rotting goods . The sky above was filled with curling grey clouds and a light drizzle fell upon the Dark Forest town . A strong gust of wind suddenly whipped through the streets and chilled Muffin to the bone . She tried not not to shiver but her thread bare dress was little help against the elements . *Why don't you find a nice warm cloak for yourself* she thought encouragingly . *One with soft black fur and tough cow skin* . Muffin sighed knowing her wish would not come true . If anyone saw her with a cloak like that they'd know she had stolen it . For where would a simple orphan find the money for such a luxury? *Rich old biddy hen at two o'clock* she mentally told herself . Muffin started to slowly inch towards the elagantly dressed hen and tried not to draw attention to herslef . Soon the orphaned easter egger was walking parallel to the aged hen . Muffin gently tugged on the hen's dress . "Miz, can ye spare a little somthin?" she asked in a pleading broken voice . The old hen looked down at the little begged coldy . "What do you take me for? A soft hearted old hen?" she huffed . "Certainly not a smart one" Muffin said as she switched to her usal sly tone . She wagged the old hen's purse under the her beak . Then dashed away between two stands . "Thief,thief!" the hen cried pointing the way Muffin had gone . "Snatched my while purse the little mouse bile did" she cursed . Two palace guards took off at a steady pace but Muffin had already circled back and dispeared into the crowd again . She mingled with the shoppers feeling glee over her triumph but it was short lived . A rough wing grabbed her and clamped a wing over her beak . The pullet struggled but her captor was to strong . She fell into darkness as feathers blanketed over her eyes . Muffin was released momments later in the street of a dark alley . Two ragged cockerels blocked both escapes . "What do you want you garbage crawling street urchins" she cracked unwisely . The one with a scarred face rushed at her angerily his spurs ready to rake across the impudent pullet. The other one (who was rather handsome) stopped him by tripping the brute . "We need her rember mouse brain?" he said in discust . Muffin used that to make an escape . She whirled and started flapping her wings in a scurry . Her claws found nooks in the stone wall as she climbed . "Stop! I just want to talk! " her captor cried . Muffin halted on a red brick ledge . "Then catch me lizard tounge" she sneered . The pullet continued her climb and soon heard the scrabbling of claws behind her . She made it to the roof and ran it's length before dropping into a street . Lighting crackled across the sky and a torrent of rain followed . Muffin grumbled in dismay as she was soaked to the skin . The easter egger ran as fast as she could towards a pile of rubbish . Two three week orphans were huddled inside and taking up all the room . They looked at her pleadingly but Muffin glared at them with her feirce amber eyes . "Out" she growled . The poor little chicks ran fearfully out into the rain in their rush they had left their flour sack blanket behind . "Please miss" the female said softly "that's our only one" . Muffin started drying her feathers with it . "It's mine now" she replied nastily . "Now beat it" . The brother and sister pair ran off sobbing . Muffin made herslef as warm as possible but before she could tuck her head inside her wing the cockerels who had been chasing her before appeared . "You vile creature" the younger (handsome one) snapped . "How could you take a blanket from thease shivering little ones . " Muffin narrowed her eyes "It's the law of the street you twisted toad. You steal,lie and cheat to get around . Or you'll die beneath a cart ." "You are so disappointing" he said with a shake of his head . Muffin frowned *he had expectations for me?* . *He knows who I am?* . As if reading her thoughts the cockerel bent close to her beak . "Muffin, daughter of Patty and Geronimo - " but he never got any farther . Muffin threw herself at him furiously . "Don't you dare speak of my parents" she hissed . The cockerel tried to hold her back with one of his feet but Muffin barelled him over .



I'll have to finish this later :D....
 
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Oak stared at the dagger shop. Dozens of gleaming silver daggers lined the walls. Oak swept herself into the shop. “I’ll take this one” She announced lifting a silver dagger. “Im sorry Ma’am but that one is already reserved” the store chicken said. “Well then move the reservation” Oak snarled, “I cant. It’s against store policy” the store clerk said. “Your starting to really tic me off. If you want your life you will let me leave the shop without a fuss and with the dagger. What was that? No? Ok then.” With one brisk movement Oak Swept the dagger across his throat and watched the store clerk sink to the ground the light fading from his eyes. She bent so her eyes were level with his glazed eyes “that’ll teach you to mess with me”. She got up pulling her leather cloak firmly around her shoulders
 
Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
Oak stared at the dagger shop. Dozens of gleaming silver daggers lined the walls. Oak swept herself into the shop. “I’ll take this one” She announced lifting a silver dagger. “Im sorry Ma’am but that one is already reserved” the store chicken said. “Well then move the reservation” Oak snarled, “I cant. It’s against store policy” the store clerk said. “Your starting to really tic me off. If you want your life you will let me leave the shop without a fuss and with the dagger. What was that? No? Ok then.” With one brisk movement Oak Swept the dagger across his throat and watched the store clerk sink to the ground the light fading from his eyes. She bent so her eyes were level with his glazed eyes “that’ll teach you to mess with me”. She got up pulling her leather cloak firmly around her shoulders
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Could Oak mabye come and intercept the fight? But not kill anyone? :D
 
Oak walked out the shop her face hidden by her cloak. She saw a guard race past and then another. What on earth?! She wondered. Oak slowly crept towards the scene. They had another chicken a hen who looked about her age. “Hey” Oak walked over “What on earth is causing so much commotion?” She placed herself strategically between the cockerel and the hen. “I suggest you both calm down.” She lifted the cloak and looked each of them dead in the eye. She was deadly and she sensed they knew it.
 
Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
Oak walked out the shop her face hidden by her cloak. She saw a guard race past and then another. What on earth?! She wondered. Oak slowly crept towards the scene. They had another chicken a hen who looked about her age. “Hey” Oak walked over “What on earth is causing so much commotion?” She placed herself strategically between the cockerel and the hen. “I suggest you both calm down.” She lifted the cloak and looked each of them dead in the eye. She was deadly and she sensed they knew it.
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Muffin narrowed her eyes at the newcomer . "I can take care of myself" she snapped. "I don't need YOU intervening ." The cockerel holding Muffin back by the wings cracked a wicked grin . "We can sure see that" he cracked sarcastically . The cockerel on the other side of Oak sighed werily . "Please miss we arn't going to hurt her we just want to talk to her" he clucked in an agreeable tone . "She's making a fuss but we've got it under control . " "Oh do you,you squid beak?" Muffin growled ferociously . She slammed her foot down hard on the cockerel holding her . He let go with a grimace and Muffin dashed away . "Here we go again" the other cockerel groaned .
 

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