[ Violet stays stock still, back pressed into the corner until the last of the chickens have fluttered away to hoover up all that delicious salad. Once she seems assured that she isn't about to be pecked to death, she finally unglues herself from the wall, but her shoulders are still all wound up. She looks pretty spooked! ]
I'm uninjured. [ but she's also clutching her food close to her chest like one of the chickens might come flying at her to snatch it clean from her hands if she doesn't. ] Are they always this persistent?
[ They're so fluffy but their faces are so sharp... ]
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I'm uninjured. [ but she's also clutching her food close to her chest like one of the chickens might come flying at her to snatch it clean from her hands if she doesn't. ] Are they always this persistent?
[ They're so fluffy but their faces are so sharp... ]