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

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"I've heard of it before but I don't know much about it. I myself and the little group over there are from BloodClan. We recieved word that out leader has claimed territory around here for us to live and grow" he clucked as he looked at the hen way out on a flimbzy limb.

Bloodclan.

Silvermist's blood ran cold, and she stared at the rooster with a new light in her eyes. "Bloodclan?" she whispered, then smiled. "That's nice. Maybe we'll be neighbors! We could use some friends around here." All the while she tried to plan an escape route, determined to warn the rest of her clan.

He looked at her with an odd gaze sensing something was up "It's not all that bad you know. The name sounds more worse than it is. We are pretty much like a family there you know?"
 
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Nightwhisper opened his eyes,studying the new chicken. Jumping down from the tree,he started walking over to Wildheart slowly and cautiously. Once he reached him,he tilted his head,then took a step back. Nightwhisper's eyes curiously looked over Wildheart in the setting sun,his gypsy face barely visible.


Well,anyway,I g2g. I'll be back..Soon.
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"Why, hello there," he said, looking at Nightwhisper rather sideways and chuckling lightly, "Is there a problem, sir?"
 
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Willowbreeze nestled up in some grass, poofing her feathers out momentarily, getting comfortable. She was actually quite close to where Silvermist and the other bird were, but was oblivious to the fact they were there.
 
Part 1 continued: Rejection ( before WingClan )
Annabelle gasped horror,
" What is THAT!?"
Winifred frowned, " She's a Naked Neck, why is that a bad thing?"
" Is that even a chicken?" cried Lottie.
" Winifred, you hatched a turkey, you fool !" cackled Danice in laughter.
" She is a chicken and I think she's wonderful. " Winifred smiled at the chick and patted her head with her wing.

" Are you blind?" clucked Lottie.
"No." said Winifred sternly.
" Really?" said Annebelle, " You must be blind to think THAT is wonderful. "
The hens broke into laughter, Winifred was angered.

" What you call THAT is my daughter, and I ask that you leave now."
The 3 hens lifted their tails and marched out, but before Danice left she cried out to Winifred, " I don't understand how you of all birds could accept something thats neck is as bare as a pig's backend and as wrinkly as the face of a bloodhound. "

" Off with you, Danice. " bawked Winifred and she tucked her children under her wing. The little Turken chick didn't know she was different but maybe, just maybe she was destined for greatness.
 
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Nightwhisper opened his eyes,studying the new chicken. Jumping down from the tree,he started walking over to Wildheart slowly and cautiously. Once he reached him,he tilted his head,then took a step back. Nightwhisper's eyes curiously looked over Wildheart in the setting sun,his gypsy face barely visible.


Well,anyway,I g2g. I'll be back..Soon.
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"Why, hello there," he said, looking at Nightwhisper rather sideways and chuckling lightly, "Is there a problem, sir?"

Nightwhisper's face darkened for a second,then turned into a mixture of confusion. "I just thought you where someone else,that's all." He mummered,turning around to go back to his small roost in the tree.
 
Lillychick wandered around, bored. She was feeling clumsy from sitting around so much, and she wanted to go outside...
 
Wildheart resumed his humming in a quieter tone as he casually strolled through camp, heading to the food pile to empty some freshly foraged goods into the pile.

Rainsong sat in the dustholes, her lavendar wings spread beside her and her tail fanned to allow the warmth of the afternoon sun to creep up her feathers.
 

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