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

[Blue_Myst]

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(yep)

she still hides under his wing, scared of her older sister


Whitejade smirks "look like she like you, so she is yours" she walks off

( She's doomed.

)

Deathstorm growled,then finally gave up when it was clear the chick wasn't going anywhere. He looked back at Aspspur,trying his best to smile.
Nightwhisper was frozen in place,staring intently at Aspspur.

Now that Whitejade had left, Aspspur turned his attention to the pair of roosters below him on the forest floor. There was an abrupt rustling of leaves and a few straggling acorns fell to the earth as Aspspur glided smoothly onto solid ground. Slowly, he circled around the pair of roosters, expression unreadable as he studied the young one in particular. "This is him, Deathstorm?" he asked quietly.

 

[Attack Chicken]

(at BC)

Several warriors had been sent out to "collect" certain things. After a night of raiding loners or small groups of birds that were unknown the group of 8 came back. Six of the birds flew to the den that housed the broodies with each bird having two eggs in their claws and the other two flew to the med den. In each of the two birds battlespur covered claws a small bundle of fluff was held. DroolMuck and DarkShred unclenched their claws letting four small chicks roll out of them. The chicks huddled together shaking and scared. StoneCurse stood in front of them churring to the chicks "It's ok little ones, your safe here now. You don't have to worry about the mean foxes getting you again. Now come get warm" she made an evil smurk.

MetalSpur stood outside the den and watched at the four chicks made their way under StoneCurse to get warm. He turned to DreamKiller "A few moons of doing this we will have enough warriors to claim other clans land and to easily kill any who stand in our way of victory. Send out a few more groups farther out each night to collect more chicks and eggs. Instruct some of the paws to help incubate the eggs that come in. Keep only the strongest chicks and put the others out of their misery" his mask glissend in the moonlight. DreamKiller smiled and bowed her head to him and made her way to get paws to sort the eggs.

 

[miss heny]

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(can i have a chick kiddnnaped?

)

 

[Attack Chicken]

( I am good and ready to be as evil as ever

lol )

 

[miss heny]

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(sweet)

a group of loners camps near BC, in the camp there was a broody with a chick, a strong one by that. and another broody on some eggs

(

)

 

[The Turken Lady]

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( She's doomed.

)

Deathstorm growled,then finally gave up when it was clear the chick wasn't going anywhere. He looked back at Aspspur,trying his best to smile.
Nightwhisper was frozen in place,staring intently at Aspspur.

Now that Whitejade had left, Aspspur turned his attention to the pair of roosters below him on the forest floor. There was an abrupt rustling of leaves and a few straggling acorns fell to the grown as Aspspur glided smoothly onto solid ground. Slowly, he circled around the pair of roosters, expression unreadable as he studied the young one in particular. "This is him, Deathstorm?" he asked quietly.

Deathstorm nodded,looking down at his son. Except for their size,they looked almost exactly the same. But,there was something a little different about Nightwhisper. No,he didn't seem heartless and cruel like his father,nor did he act like him. He was the complete opposite.

 

[Blue_Myst]

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Now that Whitejade had left, Aspspur turned his attention to the pair of roosters below him on the forest floor. There was an abrupt rustling of leaves and a few straggling acorns fell to the grown as Aspspur glided smoothly onto solid ground. Slowly, he circled around the pair of roosters, expression unreadable as he studied the young one in particular. "This is him, Deathstorm?" he asked quietly.

Deathstorm nodded,looking down at his son. Except for their size,they looked almost exactly the same. But,there was something a little different about Nightwhisper. No,he didn't seem heartless and cruel like his father,nor did he act like him. He was the complete opposite.

Still circling, the Aseel surveyed Deathstorm's son, taking critical note of their differences and similarities. Within seconds he was able to come to the conclusion that, although he appeared capable, that Nightwhisper was soft, un-molded clay, an unfinished product. Well, Aspspur smiled, that could be changed.

"Greetings, Nightwhisper," Aspspur said quietly, though not unkindly. He ceased his pacing and stood mere inches from Nightwhisper, cocking his head to one side curiously. "I'm glad we have finally met. Your father has told me . . . much about you."

 

[BirdNut]

Story is almost finished

My hands hurt. ಠ_ಠ

 

[miss heny]

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Deathstorm nodded,looking down at his son. Except for their size,they looked almost exactly the same. But,there was something a little different about Nightwhisper. No,he didn't seem heartless and cruel like his father,nor did he act like him. He was the complete opposite.

Still circling, the Aseel surveyed Deathstorm's son, taking critical note of their differences and similarities. Within seconds he was able to come to the conclusion that, although he appeared capable, that Nightwhisper was soft, un-molded clay, an unfinished product. Well, Aspspur smiled, that could be changed.

"Greetings, Nightwhisper," Aspspur said quietly, though not unkindly. He ceased his pacing and stood mere inches from Nightwhisper, cocking his head to one side curiously. "I'm glad we have finally met. Your father has told me . . . much about you."

the noe chick was under deathstorm wing, ut was not scared of aspspur

 

[The Turken Lady]

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Deathstorm nodded,looking down at his son. Except for their size,they looked almost exactly the same. But,there was something a little different about Nightwhisper. No,he didn't seem heartless and cruel like his father,nor did he act like him. He was the complete opposite.

Still circling, the Aseel surveyed Deathstorm's son, taking critical note of their differences and similarities. Within seconds he was able to come to the conclusion that, although he appeared capable, that Nightwhisper was soft, un-molded clay, an unfinished product. Well, Aspspur smiled, that could be changed.

"Greetings, Nightwhisper," Aspspur said quietly, though not unkindly. He ceased his pacing and stood mere inches from Nightwhisper, cocking his head to one side curiously. "I'm glad we have finally met. Your father has told me . . . much about you."

Nightwhisper examined Aspspur,thinking about how they had first met. He just hoped that the rooster wouldn't remember how he had fought for Wingclan to help the pullet escape.... He slowly nodded and bowed his head,still trying to hide his fear. It took him a while to say something,but when he did,his voice turned out different then he'd expected. "It is an honor to meet you,sir." "And I am glad I finally work alongside my father for The Shadows,where I belong."