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

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Cometflight wore a coy grin and looked away, trying his best not to prod further. Patchwork, though unknowing of what the problem was, briskly narrowed his eyes at her as he continued on.

She composed herself and followed after him. She stared at the guard and frowned nosy she thought. Her mulitcolored body of orange, black, and brown stood out among the forest.She was all-together an odd figure, having no tail and strange tufts. She wondered what they must think of her.
 
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( It is,isn't it? http://www.pic4ever.com/images/onion049.gif Oh well.
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He's not going to die,yet. )

( I meant the onion, you know )

( Erm,yes..? )
 
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Sensing he was being watched, the dark rooster turned his head towards her, noticing her eyes immediatly.

While the rooster was distracted,Deathstorm managed to stand up weakly,his head spinning. He took a few steps,then fell to the ground,his breathing once again becoming shallow.

He looked down at Deathstorm, his eyes cold and emotionless "Embrace it Deathstorm" He repeated, his voice hardly more then a whisper.
 
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While the rooster was distracted,Deathstorm managed to stand up weakly,his head spinning. He took a few steps,then fell to the ground,his breathing once again becoming shallow.

He looked down at Deathstorm, his eyes cold and emotionless "Embrace it Deathstorm" He repeated, his voice hardly more then a whisper.

Deathstorm grimaced,finally able to ignore the pain no more. He let out a small yelp and started to get up once again,still unsteady on his feet.
 
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He looked down at Deathstorm, his eyes cold and emotionless "Embrace it Deathstorm" He repeated, his voice hardly more then a whisper.

Deathstorm grimaced,finally able to ignore the pain no more. He let out a small yelp and started to get up once again,still unsteady on his feet.

He watched, motionless. Finding Deathstorm's last moments quite amusing.
 
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Deathstorm grimaced,finally able to ignore the pain no more. He let out a small yelp and started to get up once again,still unsteady on his feet.

He watched, motionless. Finding Deathstorm's last moments quite amusing.

He glared at the rooster,eyes full of hate. "Y-you'll..pay..for..this.." He breathed,his words barely audible. And with that,he fell to the ground,his body becoming un-naturally still. There wasn't a sound,not a movement at all. The wind ruffled his bloodstained feathers slightly as the silence grew,the forest becoming quiet.
 

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