#44533 Hatchet
2 weeks • ZW
A green-grey seed

Hatchet struts by on the street, but stops abruptly, sensing that something is... off.
She peeks around the corner, "That... that looks like a detective of some sort...?" The sleuthy chicken in Hatchet's view emits a paranoid but keen aura, along with perplexion across her face. Like she's onto something. Ready to accuse.
"And I look..." Hatchet looks down at her fluff, studded with various shades of deep reds, surrounding her makeshift hatchet, "...guilty!! surprise emoji" Hatchet tries to keep her cool, knowing she's as innocent as a freshly hatched chick.