~Stream eyed the berries suspiciously, as if they might turn out to be painted pebbles. She crushed one with a toenail and was satisfied with their authenticity. "A commendable job, BoBo. Good work." The words sounded extremely foreign coming from her beak when addressing the lackadaisical fledge.~Oh my, that post was a long time ago.
I'll rp with my characters:
(Vaast flock)
Apocalypse frantically searched the forest for the fox, unaware that it has already been defeated. Finally, he spotted the fox scurrying away from Norra flock territory. "Ah, late again I see." He sighed "I'm always too slow and end up missing all the predator attacks." He scolded himself.
He stalked over to the border of Norra flock territory, hid in a nearby bush, and listened to the other chickens' conversation.
(Oyster flock)
Pidge watched the sky for hawks, wandering throughout the camp. He accidentally collided into another chicken(Whoever wants to do with Pidge). He tumbled backwards and then regained his balance "Oh! Sorry bout' that." He apologized.
(Sodra flock)
BoBo zoomed around, searching for a patch of berries. Once he found the berries, he gathered them all onto a large leaf(Is that how they gather berries? ). After gathering them all, he brought the berries back to camp. He found his fledger, Stream(Am I correct, @HeavensHens88?), and dropped the leaf in front of her. He smiled, and shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he waited for his fledger to speak.