A..farm girl?

Destiny couldn't help but laugh. She was not a farm girl. At least not any farm girl she saw when she watched the moving pictures on the muggle box. "No. We only have sheep. And I have no idea why we have them." She probably should have asked, but now with her parents 'situation' as they call it, they most likely wouldn't even answer her. Whatever. Old people are weird.

As are chickens.

Watching how the chicken reacted once the shield was down, Destiny shook her head. Those things were stupid and she no longer wanted to be associated with them. "Not very smart." she mumbled, following Hark's lead and taking a step away as well. They were vicious when they are hungry, too. Could have been the reason she was bit..

Oh, see! He did have experience with those birds, she was right. And she would have believed him, he didn't have to show her that gross looking scar. "Eww, that is gross." she said, making a face and hoping he didn't go around showing that thing to everyone he met. Although, he probably didn't go around talking about birds to everyone. She continued to make a face, understanding perfectly well why he wouldn't get along with Petrie after that. She hoped Petrie was the bird and not the friend.

Probably should have asked, but she had more important things to talk about!

"So, ugh, you are new right?" Yes, so important, Destiny.

Pfft.