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A chain of small cries gave way to a brightly-inked pidge stumbling through the crowd, attempting to avoid each pidge, and in turn ending up bumping into the next. Once he was close enough to be heard, he leaped up and shouted enthusiastically to U-turn, wings flapping messily.

"I'm with ya, U-turn! This is JUST the thing the flocks need! Good pidges, good stories - what could go wrong? Nothing, I say!"

He stumbled slightly upon re-landing, looked around nervously at whatever reactions may be, and settled down with a mildly worried smile. There were obviously those in the crowd that didn't approve - he hoped he hadn't made any enemies with that.

U-Turn was glad to already have supporters, so he answered the question readily. "The only way that we can do this is to speak respectfully to them and tell them how many birds agree. If the majority of the flocks want this to become true, the leaders cannot refuse us and still hope to maintain peace. If the flock speaks out, the leaders will have to reason with us. Also, we may convince them by not asking for much; one day every other month seems like a fair enough plan, doesn't it? With any luck, Baker and Big Ma will consider this enough to listen. No one can be quite sure how they will take it, but if we all work together, I'm sure that we can make it happen!"

Cotton felt that this was a dangerous idea, and perhaps U-Turn could even be banished for intentionally breaking the laws. And yet... she had to agree with U-Turn's reasoning. The hate between the flocks, no matter the initial reason, had been going on for a bit too long. Baker and Big Ma may despise each other forever, but weren't they only hurting their pidges by preventing them from seeing one another? Cotton nodded solemnly at U-Turn to show her support. She wasn't sure how this would turn out, but she might as well do her best to push this idea along.

((sorry for not being in Big Ma's, but here's Spork's opinion))

Spork hopped into the room, and politely listened to what U-Turn had to say. He smiled at the idea. "I think that U-Turn here has come up with a wonderful thought, and that we all should be allowed to gather once a month. What's the harm in doing it? Meeting other pidge isn't bad!"

Pound was very happy to mingle among the other birds , he wanted to chat with some of Bakers's lot, he was standing up tall trying to spot anyone interesting enough for him. He liked the look of the lassie covered in cotton she had pizzaz...he could tell, with a wry grin he worked his way through the crowd.

Reverend looked around slightly wearily, he was a head of big Ma's after all he should really let this be known, if Claude was to find out it would be the end of him. Claude could never agree with Rev bieng a flock head, he always look for a reason to drop him and this would be brilliant for him.
Reverrend was just interested in talking to U-turn he seemed to be the revolutionary sort in this gathering. He wandered across and tapped U-turn with his wing, after all they had arrived late and had missed what seemed to be a good chunk of the meeting, but Rev preffered to hear it first hand rather than someone else who overheard.

Station sat quite intrigued and tapped her wings together absent-mindedly she wanted to mingle she really did but she diddnt know who to chat to. She liked U-turn she knew him slightly so she waddled over grinning happily all the while he was currently chatting to some other pidge about his ideas and they were throwing ideas around, so she just stood happily overhearing. She then saw a Ma bird walk over and tap U turn.

Reverend shuffled uneasily, there were a lot of pidge here ....and where the hell had Pound got to now? He then spotted him approaching a Baker's girl and rolled his eyes.
'Well U Turn I cant beleive you actually managed it, you really do have guts dont you?' he laughed.
'Oh I dont see why not, I could bring it up in a meeting easily, I dont think it would be hard to get Ma in on this, shes quite easy going for that kind of thing and shes a soft thing of a good yarn or two. It'd be good for the flocks of course. Claude would hate every thought of it but hes a bitter seed he is, but two votes agaist one will see that we agree on this. You have my vote for sure Turn. I just have persuade Ma. Im sure it can be done for our half.'

Revernend ruffled his feathers on his head in thought.

'Its your Baker whos going to be the stcky patch isnt it? No offence intended Turn but he a good sort I remember him when he was with us but hes appauling for keeping a grudge. We also hear that he puts quite a spin on Ma's birds too.'
Reverend laughed
'One pidge told me the other day a Bakers bird called her a 'chick eater' can you believe? some rumours really do snowball dont they?
We get it too of course its the seperation what does it of course rumour really do fly. This will help kill off some misconceptions im sure.'



Pound meanwhile had strutted up to Cotton, all grin and charm.
'So are all Baker's lot this lively then?' he looked around the sombre gathering with mild amusement. He could help but have a mild dig at Baker's bunch, it was wired into him.
'You seem like an alright sort though so they cant all be so bad anyway'
he grinned widly
'Pound a pint by the way' he cooed throwing out a wing dramticly
'....and you would be?'
he ventured motioning towards her.