[Lex.]

What is their opinion on chickens? Are they friend or are they food?

end April 15th at 11:59pm EST

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

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Gender:
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Clan:
Description: cockadoodle-DOOO
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Owner:

[Southern sweetie]

Username: southern sweetie
Cat Name: Roosterkit - roosterpaw - Roostertail
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt:

Wip!!!

[tula!]

Username:
Cat Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt:

this is too cute


they act like a chicken and have a little chicken friend, i typed chicken fried at first on accident

[ivyy.]

Username: bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Chickkit ---> Chickpaw ---> Chickpea
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Kit
Clan: Ocean Clan
Age: 4 moons
Prompt: They have an imaginary friend called Chikaletta when they dream or play with other kits Chikaletta always plays and dreams with her despite the others not being able to see her. Chickkit is a very friendly individual but she never placed thought to the fact that chickens are prey so she can't truly answer that question.

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Cat Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt: Mark!!

[Hush]

Username: Hush
Cat Name: Ducky> Duckkit> Duckpaw> Duckwing
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: Clan of Roaring Silence
Age: 4 moons
Prompt: Ducky was born onto a farm, suspected of being Badgerstar’s kit from before he became a clan cat. He was around during the battle for the chickens which ended up costing him his mother. So his once friendly relationship playing with chicks turned sour and he now has no objecting to eating them. Though he has been taught from a young age to respect them and only take one every once in a while to avoid the farmers wrath.

[BigFrog4231]

Username: BigFrog4231
Cat Name: Feather of soaring bird
Gender: tom
Rank: kit --> apprentice --> Tribe Protector
Clan: (Please link)
Age: 3 moons --> 6 moons --> 12 moons
Prompt:
Feather has never seen a chicken before, but from what he's heard about them, he thinks they sound like an amazingly tasty meal!

[strangetales]

Username: charlieputh
Cat Name: chickenkit (-> chickenwing 😭)
Gender: female
Rank: kit
Clan: ghostclan
Age: 5 moons
Prompt: chickens are friends until she gets hungry, then they become food. a bit of a traitor, but she doesn't care, at least her belly is full.

[espen.]

Username: quirky;
Cat Name: Cloverkit --> Cloverpaw --> Cloverpounce
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Kit --> Hunter
Clan: LagoonClan
Age: 12 moons
Prompt:

"They'll never see me coming! I'll be the best hunter in all of LagoonClan when I pull this off!" Cloverkit exclaimed to her siblings. They seemed extremely confused as to why she had a pointy nose, extra fur and weird feet. Cloverkit rolled her eyes at thier ignorance, and waddled off into the forest and towards the quite Twoleg den. Once she had arrived at her destination, the kit found a tear in the mini silver wall that was around the grounded-birds. She slipped through, only pulling a little bit of fur off. Tentatively, the kitten took a step forward, ignoring the stinky peices of yellow grass underpaw. The grounded-birds looked at the new creature with curiousity. How odd, they must have thought. What is this weird looking chicken, and why were they outside the safe wall? Cloverkit started to cluck, something she'd been practicing and was pretty sure had mastered. The audience seemed to shrug and move on with thier lives. The kit smirked and started to mingle around the crowd of white feathers and clawed toes. She had managed to fit in, and now to plan on how this could help her clan. Well, for starters, the grounded-birds didn't seem too alert or worried about the newcomer. Then, Cloverkit spotted a much smaller grounded-bird. It was a fuzzy yellow and hopped around with excited chirps. The kit dropped to a crouch and began to stalk it. When she was close enough, she pounced, aiming for the neck! Landing with a light thud, the other grounded-birds were alerted and turned to her with glowing red eyes. They surged forward and pecked away at the kit, leaving her yowling and running to the silver wall. She scrambled under it and rushed all the way back to camp.
"MOM!!! THE GROUNDED-BIRDS BEAT ME UP!!" A tired looking Mother strode out of the nursery and scooped up the kit. Maybe Cloverkit should try that again when she's older...

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: callum (dove)
gender: male
rank: kit -> oracle
clan: the shore of dreams
age: five moons
prompt: just a little
kitten who has a crush
on nessa, a chicken. <3

a little closer… a little closer..
“i got you, nessa!”

a startled song adorned those familiar, rhythmic chirps, stretching out into what felt like an eternity. nessa was always like this.. it
wasn’t too big of a deal, though.. they could still have tons of fun..

“nessa.. it was just a game.. you don’t have to be so scared all the time.”
eyes of bronze were wide as ivory feathers glinted in the soft light.. was she still frightened? maybe he had gone a little too
far.. but, she would get over it.. wouldn’t she? head a little tilted as he danced into the field of daffodils ahead, his eyes fluttered
to the shivering soul behind him.

“you coming? i see a bunch of flowers i’m sure you’d like!”
a soft churr came in response.. was that a yes? no? whatever.. he would find out soon, enough.. parting the seas of auburns and
gold, his toes touched those gentle meadows.. the same dales that he had first met her on.

she had been a little strange, at first.
when he first met her, she was always running away.. at the first sight of him, she took to her heels, feather of ivory wild as she
streaked through the soft greens of the meadow. she was kind-of funny, then, and that was what he liked most about her. she would
always do things that surprised him.. once.. she even pecked him in the eye.. which hurt.. but it was okay. because.. she said she
was sorry.. or he thought she was sorry.

after that, he even tried to hug her to show there were no hard feelings..but it turned out that nessa didn’t like hugs.
in fact.. she hated hugs.


in his opinion, nessa was very pretty.
with silver feathers and bronze eyes, she had a heart of gold, and even comforted him when he was sick.. well.. it kind-of sounded
like laughing.. but he liked to think that she was only keeping him company.

and because of that.. his mother called him insane. .
he could still hear her.. muttering something about how nessa was a chicken and how he shouldn’t be spending time with her.. he
didn’t understand! what’s wrong with that?

“he spends time with her morning til night! who knows? maybe one day he’ll fall in love with her.. which is absolutely ridiculous!”
well.. that hurt. because.. he kind-of liked her.. a little bit.. not too much. no.. actually, maybe that was a lie. he liked h
er a lot, but was that a problem? he didn’t really know.

“hey, nessa?”
voice hushed into a whisper, a quiet falsetto trailed soon after as bronze eyes glistened with curiosity or…. at least he thought
it was. gently patting a spot next to him, his eyes wandered to the sky… there, the sun was falling from the plumy clouds above..
falling into what seemed like the ground.. but he knew, it would rise again.. he was sure of it. he was certain. like a dainty flower
tickled by the breeze, ivory feathers brushed against the curls of auburn against his back, and those same, bronze eyes stared back
at him. waiting.

“ i have a question for you…. can you fly?”