Fizz is randy most of the time, but he’s really, really ready for sex as soon as the coop is opened up. The girls are well aware of this and race off in all directions as soon as they emerge. This morning he had no luck catching anyone.
Then he spotted Titian making her stately way down the ramp from the coop. All of a sudden he remembered how much in love with her he was. As she stepped into the run, he danced up to her, his wings flapping and absolute adoration radiating from every fibre of his being. The feeling was not mutual. She glared down at him (he’s only half her height) and fluffed out her neck feathers, which is normally enough to send him off to look for love elsewhere. But this morning he fancied his chances. He lovingly gazed right back, convinced that this time she would succumb to his charms.
They stood like this, almost eyeball to eyeball, for a long, long minute until Fizz got fed up with waiting for her to surrender. He metaphorically shrugged his shoulders, decided it was her loss and went for breakfast.
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