Atop a tree with leaves coered by morning dew, A lone, plump figure stood with it's chest out.

*cock-a-doodle-doo*

Prince: And that is how to scream a waking call to all of my subjects.

Croney1: (Well done, Prince!)

Croney2: (You did a job well done.)

Groupies: (Prince you were amazing)

Prince: Everyone please tone down you banter, I am concentraiting.

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Beyond the thickets and tree foilage the cockatrice leader found Airi and Kale walking deeper into the forest.

Airi: (Let me up.)

Kale: you really like riding above my head don't you.

Airi then proceeded to ignore him and slept curled up like a fluffy hat on his head.

Prince: ...

Groupies: (What's the matter, Prince?)

Prince: (It's the beast from yesterday. All of you evacuate the area I'll deal with it.)

Groupies: (How considerate of you, Prince)

Croney1: (Very admirable, A true gentleman.)

Croney2: (He's telling us to hide because he'll challenge the beast all by himself)

Prince: [Uh... T-that... Y-0yeah that was my plan all along. So you ladies better go and hide until I finished dealing with it. (This is bad. They misunderstood my intentions!)]

From that moment on the male cockatrice, Prince, timidly stalked the half-elf and "beast" unnoticed.