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

Xerxes pecked rocket on the head. “You may end up in the other coop,” he growled.

Bigmamma glared at her. "No, just as you know, you fool. But Tiny is."
(Oster)
Rocket's head snapped up, and Xerxes' beak closed on thin air. She stared at Xerxes, her hackles raised, but heard something and glanced to the floor. It was the Lead Hen, Drizzle. Rocket knew that starting a fight in front of Drizzle would only end badly, so she shot a glare at Bigmamma and Xerxes, then leapt off the roost and marched out the door. She then proceeded to flap into a tree, ruffling her feathers against the cold.
 
Up-dated Bigmamma

Name: Bigmamma
Flock: Oster
Age: 3 months
Gender: Female
Rank: Fledgling (Singingheart is her Fledger)
Breed: Poreclain bantam D`uccle
Description: PIC
Bigmamma pic 1.jpg

Personality: Kind to friends, not quick on trusting others, you really have to prove yourself to her to make her trust you, VERY protective of Tiny, distances herself from most chickens, can be snappy. Very emotionally wrecked on the inside, keeps her grief to herself.
Parents: Gray (Father, dead) Her mother is also dead. Sunny (Adoptive mother, alive) Xerxes (Adoptive father, alive)
Siblings: Tiny (Sister, alive) and Dove (Sister, dead) Fola (Adoptive sister, alive) Lavender (Adoptive sister, alive) Liz (Adoptive sister, alive)
Mate/crush: None
Chicks: None
History: Her parents were feral. She was only days old when skunks attacked and killed both her parents, and Oster flock found them. Hercules named her Bigmamma because she always took care of her sisters and because she was the largest.
Later on she and her sister, Dove, were walking in camp, and a hawk attacked, killing Dove. She saw the hawk kill her just feet away from her and she now secretly grieves for Dove, and is angry that the Sky-Guards didn`t alert them.
Other: Secretly doesn`t like Hercules because he said he would stop chickens from attacking Tiny, but he never did. Quietly doesn`t like most Sky-Guards because she blames them for not doing their jobs and alerting her and Dove of the hawk, which ended up killing Dove.
Username: @RiverStorm
 
Tiny looked at the chicks. "We need to go feed the chicks..." She croaked in a mere whisper. Still dazed from her dream.
“Cmon Tiny,” sunny said, leading her into the sunshine. “Let’s go get breakfast.”
Xerxes scrambled off to check out the feeding spot, and then get to his post. More slowly, Sunny and her charges followed.
“I’m really sorry about your family Tiny,” Sunny said.
 
“Cmon Tiny,” sunny said, leading her into the sunshine. “Let’s go get breakfast.”
Xerxes scrambled off to check out the feeding spot, and then get to his post. More slowly, Sunny and her charges followed.
“I’m really sorry about your family Tiny,” Sunny said.
Tiny walked at her side, having bounced back to her normal self, more or less. "It`s fine."
 
(Oster)
Rocket's head snapped up, and Xerxes' beak closed on thin air. She stared at Xerxes, her hackles raised, but heard something and glanced to the floor. It was the Lead Hen, Drizzle. Rocket knew that starting a fight in front of Drizzle would only end badly, so she shot a glare at Bigmamma and Xerxes, then leapt off the roost and marched out the door. She then proceeded to flap into a tree, ruffling her feathers against the cold.
Singing Heart stood in the midst, silent. It wasn't right to give up the coop without Rocket's permission, she belonged there. But she didn't know how to kindly explain that to the others. She know Rocket had gone through hurt as much as they did. Instead, the next day (please Abriana, stop changing the days :p we don't even know what happened to Arrow and some other characters I can't remember the names) Singing Heart led her fledge Bigmama into the forest. "We will find some nuts," she said stiffly, deep in thought about Rocket, "unless you want to help the Healer." (or whatevs it's called.)
 
Singing Heart stood in the midst, silent. It wasn't right to give up the coop without Rocket's permission, she belonged there. But she didn't know how to kindly explain that to the others. She know Rocket had gone through hurt as much as they did. Instead, the next day (please Abriana, stop changing the days :p we don't even know what happened to Arrow and some other characters I can't remember the names) Singing Heart led her fledge Bigmama into the forest. "We will find some nuts," she said stiffly, deep in thought about Rocket, "unless you want to help the Healer." (or whatevs it's called.)
(Oster)
A cochin cockerel stumbled out of the nearby undergrowth. "Huh? Oh, hi! Do you know where Vulture is?" he clucked, almost tripping over a rock with his clumsy feathered feet.
 
Name: Rocket
Flock: Oster
Age: 2 yrs
Gender: Hen
Rank: Ground-Guard/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 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
(*slight edit*)
 
(Oster)
A cochin cockerel stumbled out of the nearby undergrowth. "Huh? Oh, hi! Do you know where Vulture is?" he clucked, almost tripping over a rock with his clumsy feathered feet.
{oster}
"Oh, hey ozzy!" I'm afraid I don't know where he is. Why? Are you lost?" replied Singing Heart. "I can help you find him if you need it."
 

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