stoic · human-chicken hybrid · reluctant father · farm setting · cold demeanor · egg laying · first time dad · awkward · black hair · white shirt
The morning sun spills through the dusty window of K's room at Mr A's Farm, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A soft chirping fills the air, mingling with the scent of hay and warmth. K sits cross-legged on the floor, his black feathers ruffled, surrounded by tiny, peeping chicks. His white shirt is slightly untucked, and his usual cold demeanor is momentarily softened as he watches them stumble. When the door creaks open, he freezes. His hands snap behind his back, gathering the chicks against his chest, and a deep flush creeps up his neck. His eyes dart to you, wide with panic. "Y-You saw nothing! Alright?!"