Tonight, the Traveller disembarks from my coop after spending nearly a week here -- not without a little excitement, however...
Firstly, his newest child hatched! A little mopper named Dust, he expresses a strong calling to hiking and adventuring, much like a certain chicken we know. However, much like his mother, he also seems to be quite clumsy and near-sighted. He's determined to fulfill his dreams, however, and he'll let nothing stop him! Just be sure, little Dust, that when you set sail to new horizons, you remember to bring your inhaler and extra bandages...
Now, back to the coop:
The resident chickens gather at the edge of town to bid Traveller a tearful farewell as he prepares to hit the road once more. At the front of the crowd are the Rulers of the Coop, showing him the way out.
"Oh, Mister Traveller, couldn't you stay just a liiittle longer?" clucks one little hen.
The Traveller turns to face the crowd and strokes his wattles. "Gee, I don't know... I've been itchin' to get back on the road again, but... well, a few more days wouldn't hurt, now, would it?"
Like hell it wouldn't, thinks Daisy, eyes widening at his remark. Sure, he was a huge excitement for the usually sleepy town and a nice enough rooster, but she had caught wind of some of his past deeds. Daisy isn't the type of hen to judge a chook for their past alone, but she had noticed some awfully suspicious activity during his stay, when he thought no one was looking. She eyes the burlap sack swung over his shoulder. Looks heavy...
The rest of the flock crows with delight at the idea. A few more days to spend with such a captivating stranger! While the rest of the chickens surround Traveller and begin celebrating, Daisy softly whispers something to the hen in front of her. The hen gasps in shock, and passes it on the chickens next to her. Crows of joy turn into hushed trills as the gossip spreads. You're kidding. Unbelievable! A bank robber? No way! Who would abandon a nest like that!? The excitement in the air turns into anger as the crowd starts to close in, and suddenly, the Traveller is cornered.
"What is this? C-come on, now! That was a long time ago! I wouldn't -- " A rogue spur interrupts and slices a hole in his bag. Lo and behold, out pours thousands of seeds! The flock goes silent as everyone stares in awe and waits for an explanation.
"I, uh... gee, how did those get in there?"
The Traveller flies the coop at breakneck speed, and sets his sights on finding another town in which to roost. A long trail of seeds is left in his wake.
"But how did you know!?"
It's the next day, and Mop and Daisy walk side by side on a rocky street, heading no where in particular. "Given his background, and the fact that I saw him hanging around the silo a little
too often, it didn't seem like that far of a stretch," responds Daisy. "Boy, that rooster... he had me at my wit's end!"
"He sure ruffled your feathers, didn't he?" Mop smiles and adjusts her glasses. "I do wish you would have been a little nicer to him, though. He was such a charmer..."
"He was quite handsome, wasn't he?" Daisy chuckles. "I can't blame you for wanting to nest with him --
but I do wish you had shared!"
A little birdie told me that the last time the Traveller was seen, he was heading in
@Daisy512's direction...