Chickens! I absolutely detest chickens. They are Sauron's secret spies, I swear it on the Valor! Those evil little birds, hiding their eggs in the strangest places. How on Arda was I supposed to know that there was an EGG above my head?! How did that egg even get on a tree branch? Chickens don't fly! Aiee, now I have yolk in my hair, Beling will laugh herself silly. And I am certain I must have squealed loud enough for elves to hear me back in Imladris. "Fiera?" Oh great, here comes Beling now! Oh no! I need to hide! If she sees me like this, she will never let it go! "Fiera! What on earth have you done to yourself this time?! Is that yolk in your hair!?" Beling was crouched down on her knees laughing.

Apparently, even an elf cannot hide behind a small bush.

"Oh be quiet Beling! It is not my fault that there is a monster of a chicken on the loose! It is out to get me I swear it! "of coarse, my best friend of over two centuries just looked at me and sighed,

"Fiera! How many times do I have to tell you that the animals are not against you? The goat was not trying to eat you, he wanted to eat the flowers in your pocket. And do you remember Fleric? The poor horse has not been the same since you tried too scare those supposed spirits out of him. He still jumps at the sight of daffodils! Do you know how hard it is to find a field without daffodils?! And then there was the rabbit, the mouse, the doe, the pig, the do-"

"I know I know! So I have over reacted before, but for the record, that rabbit had evil eyes! And the mouse was trying to climb up my skirts in a way that no normal mouse would! But I promise! This chicken is absolutely insane! It has magical abilities like climbing into trees and finding me no matter where I go"

Beling just looked at me. "Say what you wish Fiera, but you will soon realize that the chicken is the same as any other. And come on, no more nonsense about this chicken, you promised to help me make lembas for Ada's trip to Imladris." Oh, I knew I forgot something. I blame my memory loss on the egg. "Let us head toward the kitchens then." This gives me time to think about what to do to whom I will officially name Evil Yrch Chicken. I think that this time, I will not spend time trying to dispell this evil spirit. Instead, I will assassinate this evil being. Yes, I will go and find my brother's bow and arrow. Finod will not notice if it is missing for a few hours. Yes. That is what I will do, and I dub my little hunt... operation Chicken Hunt.