“Come then!” Sunny led the way through the forest, where they soon saw Xerxes, a huge polish with golden feathers laced in black, was scratching among the deep dirt next to a rotting piece of wood. Sunny scratched up several worms and in turn fed each of her chicks, then offered one to Tiny. Xerxes eyed Tiny, not with disdain, but with gentle kindness. He didn’t say anything but rather simply allowed Tiny to pick off the insects he found for his own family.Tiny`s widened "Would I? Oh yes please!" She glowed with excitement. "No chicken has ever invited me to forage with them except my sister Bigmamma!"