Forest Chicken ~ @kickingastral
She was traveling through the woods, as she was naturally prone to be doing. If you ever needed to find her, just walk through the forest for a bit, it’s hard to miss the sun gleaming off of the rosy colored scales.
On such a occasion, she had a pillow in her arms as she was making her way to her special cave. She found it a long time ago, and had begun steadily moving things from her residence to this place instead. the cold made it difficult to do it quickly, but she was diligent enough.
Something caught her attention very quickly. A certain smell that she hadn’t smelled in the forest before. She became distracted and followed the scent. She found a human in the woods, he seemed to be minding his own business, but it was undeniable that the scent was coming from him.
Chicken wings. Her absolute most favorite food of all time.
She didn’t want to approach at first, unsure of who the stranger was or what he was doing here. So she watched him from a distance, pillow in hand as her stomach growled ever so lightly.
Suddenly, she sneezed.
