Poultry man would run, run, run and runs some more breaking sticks and dried leaves with every stride. Poultry man did not know how long they had ran, it was all a bit of a blur. Poultry man knew he should not have ran away though, running from problems never helps. But he is still part chicken. And chickens are prey. Back there it was stressful and inside his head it was dangerous...and chickens run from danger... or they get hurt.

     The running would come to a slow trickle.
"T-This must be how Sal- er- Kate felt.. or how she feels." Poultry man breathed.

"......"

    "I-I hope she dose not still feel like that..." Poultry man backed up into a tree sliding down the trunk to the deep ocean green grass. It was nighttime and a cold breeze was blowing, ruffling their hair and feathers.

     Poultry man let out a sigh. The cold allowing them to see their breath float through the air. "I..I will have to apologize to Ary and Grian for that... I know better than to leave my friends in a time of hurt and worry!"

    Poultry man looked up trying to see the starts but could not catch a glimpse due to the trees thick branches. [T H I C C T R E E] The tree looked so big and scary...like a never ending suffering challenge.

    Poultry man cave the tree a challenging yet fearful look as if it was going to respond before beginning to climb the huge tree. The tree looked so big and scary like it was impossible to climb... but it turns out that the tree was not to big at all. It was small and simple...

     Poultry mans head poked out of the leaves and branches just in time for a gust of wind to hit his face, he used his arm to block the wind before glancing up. As soon as he saw it he left is arm drop lifelessly.

    The sky above was beyond breathtaking. The starts all glowed in a pure white pattern and the black nothingness has outstanding spills of bright greens and blues as if someone spilled their watercolors in space.

    The tree seemed so big and scary.
But after thinking and a bit of time is was not so hard.
And the sky was just as beautiful in the end.

"...I....I feel like this is a metaphor for something..............

"pssh- probably no-"

Poultry man would fall out of the tree.