Magick

The silver and midnight goddess slinked towards the barn, nares inhaling as the scent of chickens enters her nostrils. They wqere always an easy kill, and fun to chase around, for it was always sure at least one would fall prey. With a liught chuckle the fae continues, orbs falling upon the coop. She looks into it, not making as sound, just staring.

*Chickens*

The birds squawk firghtenedly and clutter against the opposite side of the coup, flapping their wings and sending up loose feathers in their wake.

Magick

With a light chuckle the fae nears closer to the cage, bitting down where it would seem another had been through before. Her fangs toore at the wire, easily breaking it with a few tugs. Pistons carried her slowly into the cage, ambers gleaming as she chose a single chick. Then hinds push off the eath, jaws snapping, hoping to get hold of a chicken.

*Chicken*

A series of frightened and painful-sounding squawks signaled Magick's success. She had the hapless bird by the side. It struggled and pecked at her nose and eyes but was helpless to get free from her grasp.

Magick

Vixen laughed as the chicken tried to peck as her, only her nose getting a small peck before her jaws aimed to kill the beast this time. he aim of course was the neck, easy enough.

*Chicken*

There was hardly a squawk before the chicken lay limply from Magick's bloodied jaws. It was growing pandimonium in the coup with little feathery bodies darting this way and that but mostly staying towards the far end of the coup.