[ dextera nods, beyond content with the idea of taking this evening to sit with guren and pet his chicken.
once they're in the house, dextera pauses to listen for the tell-tale sign of clucking or little chicken feets scratching along the floor, and it sounds like she's probably awake, just somewhere else in the house. he whistles, like a true farmer, and there is a flurry of excited chicken sounds as she scrambles from wherever she was to meet him in the front room.
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once they're in the house, dextera pauses to listen for the tell-tale sign of clucking or little chicken feets scratching along the floor, and it sounds like she's probably awake, just somewhere else in the house. he whistles, like a true farmer, and there is a flurry of excited chicken sounds as she scrambles from wherever she was to meet him in the front room.
he seems extremely pleased with this result. ]