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

[crazyaboutchickens]

Quote:
Okay, they'll both fight her! But first we must have a plan!


*taps foot*

Here's the plan:
Moon and Arrow put on their fake mustaches and walk into Sc disguised as encyclopedia salesmen! And then when Russet takes her wallet out *Boom* they drop the Eiffel tower on her foot!!!
Genius or what?

errrrr....

 

[Blue_Myst]

Quote:
Okay, they'll both fight her! But first we must have a plan!


*taps foot*

Here's the plan:
Moon and Arrow put on their fake mustaches and walk into Sc disguised as encyclopedia salesmen! And then when Russet takes her wallet out *Boom* they drop the Eiffel tower on her foot!!!
Genius or what?

Pure genius!

I see how this is going to work! Both Moon and Arrow are going to be dumped into vats of toxic waste in a nuclear fall-out zone, causing alterations in their genetic code and increased mitosis. After a trudge through Tokyo, they will arrive in Paris and actually be big enough to steal the Eiffel Tower and bring it all the way back to Russet. Genius!

 

[BirdNut]

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

Quote:
Here's the plan:
Moon and Arrow put on their fake mustaches and walk into Sc disguised as encyclopedia salesmen! And then when Russet takes her wallet out *Boom* they drop the Eiffel tower on her foot!!!
Genius or what?

Pure genius!

I see how this is going to work! Both Moon and Arrow are going to be dumped into vats of toxic waste in a nuclear fall-out zone, causing alterations in their genetic doe and increased mitosis. After a trudge through Tokyo, they will arrive in Paris and actually be big enough to steal the Eiffel Tower and bring it all the way back to Russet. Genius!

umm, i think Arrow will do it the old-fashioned way.....

 

[Blue_Myst]

Quote:
Pure genius!

I see how this is going to work! Both Moon and Arrow are going to be dumped into vats of toxic waste in a nuclear fall-out zone, causing alterations in their genetic doe and increased mitosis. After a trudge through Tokyo, they will arrive in Paris and actually be big enough to steal the Eiffel Tower and bring it all the way back to Russet. Genius!

umm, i think Arrow will do it the old-fashioned way.....

Hmm, I guess so. One giant, nuclear-produced mutant chicken is enough, anyway.

 

[EE lover:)]

*perches in tree w/ Atem and Taube*

 

[Gerbil]

Quote:
Here's the plan:
Moon and Arrow put on their fake mustaches and walk into Sc disguised as encyclopedia salesmen! And then when Russet takes her wallet out *Boom* they drop the Eiffel tower on her foot!!!
Genius or what?

Pure genius!

I see how this is going to work! Both Moon and Arrow are going to be dumped into vats of toxic waste in a nuclear fall-out zone, causing alterations in their genetic code and increased mitosis. After a trudge through Tokyo, they will arrive in Paris and actually be big enough to steal the Eiffel Tower and bring it all the way back to Russet. Genius!

YES!!!! Master minds think alike.
Sorry Craz, you and Arrow are on your own!

But how will she hide it? And being so large, it would take out the surrounding area and probably not get close enough to the ground to squish her foot.

 

[Blue_Myst]

Quote:
Pure genius!

I see how this is going to work! Both Moon and Arrow are going to be dumped into vats of toxic waste in a nuclear fall-out zone, causing alterations in their genetic code and increased mitosis. After a trudge through Tokyo, they will arrive in Paris and actually be big enough to steal the Eiffel Tower and bring it all the way back to Russet. Genius!

YES!!!! Master minds think alike.
Sorry Craz, you and Arrow are on your own!

But how will she hide it? And being so large, it would take out the surrounding area and probably not get close enough to the ground to squish her foot.

Hmm, good point. Though, look at it this way: she could step on Shadowclan if she needed to

(btw, is that one of your goats? So cool

)

 

[Gerbil]

Quote:
YES!!!! Master minds think alike.
Sorry Craz, you and Arrow are on your own!

But how will she hide it? And being so large, it would take out the surrounding area and probably not get close enough to the ground to squish her foot.

Hmm, good point. Though, look at it this way: she could step on Shadowclan if she needed to

(btw, is that one of your goats? So cool

)

True, but it wouldn't have the same effect!
(Yes she is! 5 week old Lamancha bottle baby)

 

[Blue_Myst]

(Awesome!)

The afternoon sun baked the mud slathered across Silver’s back as she trod wearily down the to creek, her eyelids drooping and breathing shallow. With a content sigh, she immersed herself in the cool water, smiling as the dark brown stains drifted away downstream in winding streaks. The very weariness of Bloodwing’s training seemed to wash from her bones as she let the water flow over her, but with the weakness came the thought that a few more days like this, and she would be a trained warrior.

Absorbed in her thoughts, she didn’t notice the sharp pain immediately. With a cluck of surprise, she whirled around, yellow eyes searching for the source of the sudden pinch. There was no one there.

“Too slow,” cackled a high-pitched voice. It seemed to be in several places at once, decreasing and increasing with volume.

Quickly, Silver swung out of the creek and shrank into the battle pose Bloodwing had taught her. “W-what do you want?”

Buzzing filled the air as two more sharp pokes evaded her attention, each accompanied by a squeak of laughter.

Ducking, Silver flapped her wings, frightened at what seemed to be an invisible enemy. “Could you cut that out? I will defend myself!”

“I’d like to see you try,” this time, the sound came from a nearby, and steady.

Eyes darting around the clearing carefully, Silver frowned with surprise when she saw it–a small form perched on a bramble bush. Upon a closer inspection, she could see that it was a bird, tiny, not even the length of her tail, with bright, florescent green feathers and a crimson chest. Its long, tapered beak was curved into a smirk.

“Oh my. What are you?”

The creature flapped its wings, which hummed melodically as the bird stared at her, cackling. “I’m a hummingbird, dimwit,” he hummed, swooping suddenly into the air before back-winging into her line of vision. “And my name is not important. I have a message for some groundling named Bloodwing at your camp,” each word was said from a different position as the hummingbird whizzed around, darting, diving, but never ceasing to move.

Silver struggled to focus on the energetic creature, but found it was impossible when her eyes crossed for the third time. "You'd better follow me," she nodded, watching him warily in case he tried another pinch. "What is this about, that you had to lobotomize me to get my attention?"

The hummer flitted to the left before dropping several feet with surprised laughter. "My dear groundling," he wiped tears from his eyes. "You are so funny. Wouldn't you think he'd like to hear a message from his brother?"