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The dirt spewed up in large clouds, covering the grappling pair of roosters with a dusty sheen. With a mighty kick and a growl, the Aseel managed to pull himself away from the newcomer, pushing a foot against his chest to break them apart. The roosters pelted backwards from each other, feathers flying. Yet before the Aseel could even open his beak, the black rooster was pummeling him again, spurs digging and beak snapping against whatever it could reach. Although the Aseel tried to spike the rooster with his dripping spurs, he managed to avoid him, clearly knowing that there was something abnormal about the spurs that was a clear danger.
 
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Iceberry hesitated, reluctant to leave her friend. Slowly she got up and reached for the pullet, bringing her beside Silvermist "Don't die" She whispered, stroking her friends head "Please don't die"

With a sob, the pullet huddled against Iceberry, hoping that she had at last found a friend. The tears flowed freely as she stared with wide eyes as the two roosters grappled in the soil and Silvermist lay bleeding on the ground.

Iceberry put her wing over the young bird and watched over Silvermist, making sure nobody touched her in her last moments of life
 
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"Watch her" Iceberry instructed, pushing away her grief to help finish off the Aseel once and for all. She flew into a tree above them and prepared to jump onto his head
 
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With a sob, the pullet huddled against Iceberry, hoping that she had at last found a friend. The tears flowed freely as she stared with wide eyes as the two roosters grappled in the soil and Silvermist lay bleeding on the ground.

Iceberry put her wing over the young bird and watched over Silvermist, making sure nobody touched her in her last moments of life

Silvermist smiled comfortingly, eyes half-closed as her breath rattled in her chest. Her once pearly white feathers were now a dark, stark crimson.
 
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The black rooster nodded to Wildheart, glad for the assistance. Yet the ferocity of his attack alarmed him. "Whoa there," he muttered warningly to Wildheart, trying to pull him away from the Aseel. It was, of course, impossible.

Injured and bleeding, the Aseel glared at Wildheart, pain wracking every breath. A final kick against Wildheart's underside, and he wriggled out, alighting into one of the trees. The Wyandotte, half blinded, and the Orpington, crimson flowing from his wounds, followed clumsily.

"We'll be back," growled the Aseel, eyes flashing at each and every warrior, fixing on the black newcomer and the little pullet especially. "And next time, I'd suggest you send someone a little less . . . soft-hearted to fight me," he glanced at Silver significantly, a grin spreading across his beak. "Farewell, friends."

The darkness swallowed him.

He was gone.
 
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The black rooster nodded to Wildheart, glad for the assistance. Yet the ferocity of his attack alarmed him. "Whoa there," he muttered warningly to Wildheart, trying to pull him away from the Aseel. It was, of course, impossible.

Injured and bleeding, the Aseel glared at Wildheart, pain wracking every breath. A final kick against Wildheart's underside, and he wriggled out, alighting into one of the trees. The Wyandotte, half blinded, and the Orpington, crimson flowing from his wounds, followed clumsily.

"We'll be back," growled the Aseel, eyes flashing at each and every warrior, fixing on the black newcomer and the little pullet especially. "And next time, I'd suggest you send someone a little less . . . soft-hearted to fight me," he glanced at Silver significantly, a grin spreading across his beak. "Farewell, friends."

The darkness swallowed him.

He was gone.

Iceberry dropped from the tree to Silvermist's side
 

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