WingClan, a Chicken clan ЯР-- 'Fly with the breeze'

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"Well you look pretty...But first you need to practice some charisma skills."
 
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Rubbing his wing, he smiled. "I'll do that." Now that he knew no one was watching him, and now that he wasn't light-headed from the stress of showing off to the ladies, he dissolved into silence, staring at the far wall as he remembered his conversation with Blackthorn. With a chuckle he remembered his chickhood days, when he would sit out by the camp border, hoping that his brother would come for him. The chuckle faded when the loneliness of those nights stole over him like daybreak, and he fingered the scar that Blackthorn had given him. It was, he thought sadly, the only thing he had ever given to him. Although he wanted with all his heart to accept Blackthorn's apology, he knew that to do so would be foolhardy. In the end, all Blackthorn cared about, was himself.

fire sense what he felt "i know how you feel" some of her memory of her chickhood come back

With a start, Bloodwing flicked his grey eyed-gaze to Blackfire in alarm. "How--" he stammered, "How did you. . . ?"
 
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"Well you look pretty...But first you need to practice some charisma skills."

"Charisma skills? I'm fluent in several!" Puff stood on one foot and flapped his wings, "Stunned, aren't you?"
 
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fire sense what he felt "i know how you feel" some of her memory of her chickhood come back

With a start, Bloodwing flicked his grey eyed-gaze to Blackfire in alarm. "How--" he stammered, "How did you. . . ?"

"i can sense birds feeling that why, and i also had big brother, he left me one night with not a note, but he left me a scar"

(i can also do that in real life
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Rubbing his wing, he smiled. "I'll do that." Now that he knew no one was watching him, and now that he wasn't light-headed from the stress of showing off to the ladies, he dissolved into silence, staring at the far wall as he remembered his conversation with Blackthorn. With a chuckle he remembered his chickhood days, when he would sit out by the camp border, hoping that his brother would come for him. The chuckle faded when the loneliness of those nights stole over him like daybreak, and he fingered the scar that Blackthorn had given him. It was, he thought sadly, the only thing he had ever given to him. Although he wanted with all his heart to accept Blackthorn's apology, he knew that to do so would be foolhardy. In the end, all Blackthorn cared about, was himself.

"I forgot to ask," said Thorntalon while stowing away some vials, "Who or what hurt you?"

"I hurt myself," Bloodwing said, shrugging, trying to hide his discomfort behind a self-mocking grin. "Accidentally tumbled through some bramble bushes."
 
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"Well you look pretty...But first you need to practice some charisma skills."

"Charisma skills? I'm fluent in several!" Puff stood on one foot and flapped his wings, "Stunned, aren't you?"

Picking a few berries from the food pile, Silver carried them past Deathpuff, watching him with fascinated curiosity. "Oh, are you dancing?" she asked, smiling as she went by. "You've got a real flair for ballet."
 
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"Charisma skills? I'm fluent in several!" Puff stood on one foot and flapped his wings, "Stunned, aren't you?"

Picking a few berries from the food pile, Silver carried them past Deathpuff, watching him with fascinated curiosity. "Oh, are you dancing?" she asked, smiling as she went by. "You've got a real flair for ballet."

ice snickers and in a hush tone says to silver "you like him, dont you?"
 
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"Well you look pretty...But first you need to practice some charisma skills."

"Charisma skills? I'm fluent in several!" Puff stood on one foot and flapped his wings, "Stunned, aren't you?"

"Well, practice them on me if you're so good."
 
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With a start, Bloodwing flicked his grey eyed-gaze to Blackfire in alarm. "How--" he stammered, "How did you. . . ?"

"i can sense birds feeling that why, and i also had big brother, he left me one night with not a note, but he left me a scar"

(i can also do that in real life
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)

He regarded Blackfire seriously. "I'm sorry about your brother. I guess you and I are in the same boat, in that respect." Bloodwing raised an brow. "That still doesn't explain how you knew that I was thinking of a brother. For all you knew I could have been gifted this lovely tattoo by a father, a mother, or a diabolical villain. There really must be more to it than that."
 
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