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

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The colorful rooster landed at the border in a blaze of unearthly color, with a vibrantly iridescent tail trailing behind him. He wore oranges and reds so vibrant, he seemed the personification of fire itself as he walked with a naturally proud, high-stepping gait. His sawblade comb of rich red was painted at the base with a smear of bright yellow, adorning a bare scarlet face starkly contrasted with his deep and thoughtful golden eyes.

He awaited a patrol bird to find him, his full, fanned tail's long scissorblad sickle feathers rippling in the breeze.
 
Nymph ruffled her silken, striped feathers and the tiny hen then started toward the border.
 
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"if you become my mate" she jokes "Just kidding, i promise if you dont put snakes near me. but how would i get you to move? you said use a branch or set you on fire before water"

I cannot describe Bloodwing's expression. It would be something like this: O.O

"I dunno," he shrugged. "You could always try yelling my name. If I recall correctly, you didn't try that last time," a smile played on his beak. You could always ask her to give you a big smooch his mind offered, but Bloodwing managed to bite the words and shut his beak before they came out.

"i dont think it would work, unless you want me to use my hawk call" she smirks
 
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a thorn gets stuck on swiftpaw butt

He pulled it out and threw it at a chipmunk, hitting it in the head before it scurried away.
 
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a thorn gets stuck on swiftpaw butt

He pulled it out and threw it at a chipmunk, hitting it in the head before it scurried away.

goldfire talks in Latin "cur omnia perforata crazy hodie?"
 
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