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

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Much time had passed, EagleWing was now well from the attack, his once deep wounds were healed and his leg's splint finally removed. He stood on the rolling hills and thoughtfully looked into the lush, green beyond, whose tempting depths were shrouded in mystery; secrets just waiting to be discovered. But he had bigger things to take care of; important unfinished business. A smile touched his scarred, wine-colored face as Nero's wing held his, and they leaned onto one another, watching the pink-hued clouds float about, the sun slowly setting behind the grand mountain, whose magnificent peaks were framed in bright golden. "Are you ready, dear?" Nero murmured, burying her pale, ever youthul face into his velvety black feathers. "Tomorrow," said Eagle as he held her near and touched his head to hers, "Tomorrow we will go."
 
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Ho hum, SwiftPaw tripped over a root.
 
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(Eagle gotta girly!?
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SilverSong sat down on a limb hanging over the river, looking down at her rippling reflection.
 
A lone, beetle-black hen walked through the forest in the distance, her eyes searching for something as she walked. "Hello?" she called, quietly, her heart sinking as she looked up at the setting sun. Her time for searching was dwindling, as was her hope.

Her presence was almost angelic; a grand, cherry-red crown, a perfect arch in her back between her long tail and her neck, her golden eyes as bright as the sun, and long, slender legs. She breathed a sigh and retreated furthur into the dense woods for the night.
 
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What?

What was that, sonny?! NO I don't needah stinkin' new fangled hearing aid!!!!
 
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LeonIva saw her from his perch in a tree. He kept silent and watched, his dark eyes shining.
 
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