{~\*>Wings of War<*/~}

[Amer]

Tiny looked at her. "I didn`t know if hens keep their chicks or abandon them to other hens." She paused. "Hercules never told me why me and my sisters were alone. If our parents died or... or didn`t want us."


Bigmamma quickly grabbed a large leaf and took it over to the berries, and began to pick them.

Singing Heart did the same. "Your a natural. I remember that when I started training, I squished a berry in my beak, and I squirted purple all over my face! And I was trying to prove that I was better than my brother! Now, when I tried folding the leaf, you don't want to hear that story! These are lingonberries. Don't pick any berries unless you know absolutely sure that the berries you are picking are not poisonous. I know someone who died once, got it?" Her cheerful tone had turned serious.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

*updated/changed forms*


Name: Sparrow (*formerly Snowberry*)
Flock: Oster
Age: 6 months
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledgling
Breed: Half OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam, half serama
Description: Tiny (serama sized), all white, with a long tail that sticks straight up, and green legs:

Personality: Clever, quick, observant, very shy to anyone new until she feels like she knows them, can be bold when it matters, stubborn
Parents: Chestnut (dead) and Rocket
Siblings: Basil (dead), Huckleberry, Heron, and Wren (they have different fathers)
Mate/crush: Ozzy (crush for now)
Chicks: None
History: Sparrow was rejected by her mother, Rocket, at hatch. Littledove (her grandmother) found her and raised her. When the red wings came Littledove and Sparrow hid in their coop and weren't found, and they lived in their coop together until a skunk killed Littledove. Sparrow, her mind clouded by grief, wandered aimlessly until she ran into Magpie, Falcon, and Chipmunk. She joined them on their quest to find a flock to live in, and eventually ended up in Oster flock.
Other: She feels that she has to somehow prove to Rocket that she is worthy to be alive.
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

Name: Rocket
Flock: Oster
Age: 2 yrs
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledger (Is training Ozzy)
Breed: OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam
Description: Small, mostly white, with a few brown feathers (bantam sized):

Personality: Bold, defiant, and independent, Rocket feigns complete indifference to the chickens around her, making her seem rude and blunt. She hates being bossed around, and she isn't afraid to fight if someone disrespects her or her flock.
Parents: Littledove and Blizzard (both killed)
Sibling: Hazel (killed by a predator)
Mate/crush: Pointy, Chestnut (both killed)
Chicks: Basil (dead) Huckleberry, Wren, Heron, and Sparrow
History: Rocket lived happily in a small flock of bantams with her sister, mother, and father. She was devastated one day to find that her beloved father had been killed in the middle of the night by a weasel. During her period of grief, a rooster named Pointy showed outstanding kindness and friendship towards her. She soon became mates with Pointy, hatching out a clutch of four chicks. Then, when it seemed that her life had returned to the peace and happiness it once was, Pointy was murdered by a cockerel who was too eager to fight. Rocket went into another bout of grief, but this time, there was someone to blame. Late during the night, Rocket returned to her coop with blood on her claws. The cockerel that had killed Pointy was found dead in the forest the next morning.
She was never the same after that.
Rocket turned over her week-old chicks to Littledove, who raised them with great care, but was unable to save poor Basil when she died of a genetic defect. Rocket outwardly blamed Littledove for Basil's death, but inwardly she blamed herself for handing over her chicks instead of raising them herself.
As Rocket slowly drifted away from her own family, she started developing a friendship with a slightly younger rooster called Chestnut. He was understanding and charming, and Rocket soon fell in love. After much urging from Chestnut, she started sitting on a small clutch of eggs. Hazel instantly volunteered to help her, and Rocket grudgingly accepted. The pair were one day from the hatch date of the eggs when tragedy struck Rocket once again. She was foraging in the woods when she heard the sound of battle back at her nest, and though she ran as fast as she could, she was just a few seconds too late to save Chestnut, who had sacrificed himself in order to save Rocket's eggs. Hazel had been fatally wounded by the predator, and when Rocket got there she was just in time to hear her sister's last words. Filled with grief, and rage at herself for being too late, Rocket abandoned the chick that had just hatched to die, because it reminded her too much of her failure to save the ones that mattered most to her.
Rocket watched, from a distance, as Littledove raised Sparrow, her last connection to her sister and Chestnut. Despite her regrets, she refused to even interact with the chick, feeling it would be too painful. When the red wings came, she dashed out of the coop and never looked back. She soon found herself in the middle of Oster territory, and boldly confronted the first chicken she saw. When she realized that Sparrow had also joined Oster, she didn't know whether to be annoyed or relieved.
Other: I think that's the longest history I've ever written. O_O
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

 

[Amer]

*updated/changed forms*


Name: Sparrow (*formerly Snowberry*)
Flock: Oster
Age: 6 months
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledgling
Breed: Half OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam, half serama
Description: Tiny (serama sized), all white, with a long tail that sticks straight up, and green legs:
View attachment 1327997
Personality: Clever, quick, observant, very shy to anyone new until she feels like she knows them, can be bold when it matters, stubborn
Parents: Chestnut (dead) and Rocket
Siblings: Basil (dead), Huckleberry, Heron, and Rosepetal (they have different fathers)
Mate/crush: Ozzy (crush for now)
Chicks: None
History: Sparrow was rejected by her mother, Rocket, at hatch. Littledove (her grandmother) found her and raised her. When the red wings came Littledove and Sparrow hid in their coop and weren't found, and they lived in their coop together until a skunk killed Littledove. Sparrow, her mind clouded by grief, wandered aimlessly until she ran into Stripes, Stormy, and Chipmunk. She joined them on their quest to find a flock to live in, and eventually ended up in Oster flock.
Other: She feels that she has to somehow prove to Rocket that she is worthy to be alive.
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

Name: Rocket
Flock: Oster
Age: 2 yrs
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledger (Is training Ozzy)
Breed: OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam
Description: Small, mostly white, with a few brown feathers (bantam sized):
View attachment 1328062
Personality: Bold, defiant, and independent, Rocket feigns complete indifference to the chickens around her, making her seem rude and blunt. She hates being bossed around, and she isn't afraid to fight if someone disrespects her or her flock.
Parents: Littledove, Blizzard (both killed)
Sibling: Hazel (killed by a predator)
Mate/crush: Pointy, Chestnut (both killed)
Chicks: Basil (dead) Huckleberry, Rosepetal, Heron, Sparrow
History: Rocket lived happily in a small flock of bantams with her sister, mother, and father. She was devastated one day to find that her beloved father had been killed in the middle of the night by a weasel. During her period of grief, a rooster named Pointy showed outstanding kindness and friendship towards her. She soon became mates with Pointy, hatching out a clutch of four chicks. Then, when it seemed that her life had returned to the peace and happiness it once was, Pointy was murdered by a cockerel who was too eager to fight. Rocket went into another bout of grief, but this time, there was someone to blame. Late during the night, Rocket returned to her coop with blood on her claws. The cockerel that had killed Pointy was found dead in the forest the next morning.
She was never the same after that.
Rocket turned over her week-old chicks to Littledove, who raised them with great care, but was unable to save poor Basil when she died of a genetic defect. Rocket outwardly blamed Littledove for Basil's death, but inwardly she blamed herself for handing over her chicks instead of raising them herself.
As Rocket slowly drifted away from her own family, she started developing a friendship with a slightly younger rooster called Chestnut. He was understanding and charming, and Rocket soon fell in love. After much urging from Chestnut, she started sitting on a small clutch of eggs. Hazel instantly volunteered to help her, and Rocket grudgingly accepted. The pair were one day from the hatch date of the eggs when tragedy struck Rocket once again. She was foraging in the woods when she heard the sound of battle back at her nest, and though she ran as fast as she could, she was just a few seconds too late to save Chestnut, who had sacrificed himself in order to save Rocket's eggs. Hazel had been fatally wounded by the predator, and when Rocket got there she was just in time to hear her sister's last words. Filled with grief, and rage at herself for being too late, Rocket abandoned the chick that had just hatched to die, because it reminded her too much of her failure to save the ones that mattered most to her.
Rocket watched, from a distance, as Littledove raised Sparrow, her last connection to her sister and Chestnut. Despite her regrets, she refused to even interact with the chick, feeling it would be too painful. When the red wings came, she dashed out of the coop and never looked back. She soon found herself in the middle of Oster territory, and boldly confronted the first chicken she saw. When she realized that Sparrow had also joined Oster, she didn't know whether to be annoyed or relieved.
Other: I think that's the longest history I've ever written. O_O
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

(Whoa. I think Heavens found your password.)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Whoa. I think Heavens found your password.)

(Nope, that was definitely me. )

 

[Amer]

(Nope, that was definitely me. )

(Well now I want my characters to randomly run into her... or she could pop out of the species of bush that has suddenly become plentiful all over the world.)

 

[PeepersMama]

*updated/changed forms*


Name: Sparrow (*formerly Snowberry*)
Flock: Oster
Age: 6 months
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledgling
Breed: Half OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam, half serama
Description: Tiny (serama sized), all white, with a long tail that sticks straight up, and green legs:
View attachment 1327997
Personality: Clever, quick, observant, very shy to anyone new until she feels like she knows them, can be bold when it matters, stubborn
Parents: Chestnut (dead) and Rocket
Siblings: Basil (dead), Huckleberry, Heron, and Rosepetal (they have different fathers)
Mate/crush: Ozzy (crush for now)
Chicks: None
History: Sparrow was rejected by her mother, Rocket, at hatch. Littledove (her grandmother) found her and raised her. When the red wings came Littledove and Sparrow hid in their coop and weren't found, and they lived in their coop together until a skunk killed Littledove. Sparrow, her mind clouded by grief, wandered aimlessly until she ran into Stripes, Stormy, and Chipmunk. She joined them on their quest to find a flock to live in, and eventually ended up in Oster flock.
Other: She feels that she has to somehow prove to Rocket that she is worthy to be alive.
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

Name: Rocket
Flock: Oster
Age: 2 yrs
Gender: Hen
Rank: Fledger (Is training Ozzy)
Breed: OEGB/japanese bantam/leghorn bantam
Description: Small, mostly white, with a few brown feathers (bantam sized):
View attachment 1328062
Personality: Bold, defiant, and independent, Rocket feigns complete indifference to the chickens around her, making her seem rude and blunt. She hates being bossed around, and she isn't afraid to fight if someone disrespects her or her flock.
Parents: Littledove, Blizzard (both killed)
Sibling: Hazel (killed by a predator)
Mate/crush: Pointy, Chestnut (both killed)
Chicks: Basil (dead) Huckleberry, Rosepetal, Heron, Sparrow
History: Rocket lived happily in a small flock of bantams with her sister, mother, and father. She was devastated one day to find that her beloved father had been killed in the middle of the night by a weasel. During her period of grief, a rooster named Pointy showed outstanding kindness and friendship towards her. She soon became mates with Pointy, hatching out a clutch of four chicks. Then, when it seemed that her life had returned to the peace and happiness it once was, Pointy was murdered by a cockerel who was too eager to fight. Rocket went into another bout of grief, but this time, there was someone to blame. Late during the night, Rocket returned to her coop with blood on her claws. The cockerel that had killed Pointy was found dead in the forest the next morning.
She was never the same after that.
Rocket turned over her week-old chicks to Littledove, who raised them with great care, but was unable to save poor Basil when she died of a genetic defect. Rocket outwardly blamed Littledove for Basil's death, but inwardly she blamed herself for handing over her chicks instead of raising them herself.
As Rocket slowly drifted away from her own family, she started developing a friendship with a slightly younger rooster called Chestnut. He was understanding and charming, and Rocket soon fell in love. After much urging from Chestnut, she started sitting on a small clutch of eggs. Hazel instantly volunteered to help her, and Rocket grudgingly accepted. The pair were one day from the hatch date of the eggs when tragedy struck Rocket once again. She was foraging in the woods when she heard the sound of battle back at her nest, and though she ran as fast as she could, she was just a few seconds too late to save Chestnut, who had sacrificed himself in order to save Rocket's eggs. Hazel had been fatally wounded by the predator, and when Rocket got there she was just in time to hear her sister's last words. Filled with grief, and rage at herself for being too late, Rocket abandoned the chick that had just hatched to die, because it reminded her too much of her failure to save the ones that mattered most to her.
Rocket watched, from a distance, as Littledove raised Sparrow, her last connection to her sister and Chestnut. Despite her regrets, she refused to even interact with the chick, feeling it would be too painful. When the red wings came, she dashed out of the coop and never looked back. She soon found herself in the middle of Oster territory, and boldly confronted the first chicken she saw. When she realized that Sparrow had also joined Oster, she didn't know whether to be annoyed or relieved.
Other: I think that's the longest history I've ever written. O_O
Username: RoostersAreAwesome

Dude



S t u n n i n g

 

[Abriana]

Tiny stared at her, tears in her eyes. "Thank you." She choked out. Then paused. "I`ll have to talk to Bigmamma."

Sunny put her wing around tiny and said “I’m sure she’ll be ok with it. I can’t wait to have you!” Sunny then turned her attention to the chicks, who began a fast trilling peeping. “This means they are cold.” She demonstrated how to cover them. “Now, we have to wait until they’re ready to go again,” sunny said with a sigh. But then she wiggled around so that the chicks were comfy, and pulled her neck in.

 

[Amer]

Singing Heart did the same. "Your a natural. I remember that when I started training, I squished a berry in my beak, and I squirted purple all over my face! And I was trying to prove that I was better than my brother! Now, when I tried folding the leaf, you don't want to hear that story! These are blueberries. (I said lingonberries, XD) Don't pick any berries unless you know absolutely sure that the berries you are picking are not poisonous. I know someone who died once, got it?" Her cheerful tone had turned serious.

 

[RiverStorm]

Singing Heart did the same. "Your a natural. I remember that when I started training, I squished a berry in my beak, and I squirted purple all over my face! And I was trying to prove that I was better than my brother! Now, when I tried folding the leaf, you don't want to hear that story! These are lingonberries. Don't pick any berries unless you know absolutely sure that the berries you are picking are not poisonous. I know someone who died once, got it?" Her cheerful tone had turned serious.

Bigmamma chuckled then grew serious. "I got it."

Sunny put her wing around tiny and said “I’m sure she’ll be ok with it. I can’t wait to have you!” Sunny then turned her attention to the chicks, who began a fast trilling peeping. “This means they are cold.” She demonstrated how to cover them. “Now, we have to wait until they’re ready to go again,” sunny said with a sigh. But then she wiggled around so that the chicks were comfy, and pulled her neck in.

"Thank you so much." She said again. Tiny sat down and covered Fola.

 

[Abriana]

Bigmamma chuckled then grew serious. "I got it."

"Thank you so much." She said again. Tiny sat down and covered Fola.

“Good job tiny” sunny said. That evening, they all met by sunny and xerexes coop.