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. HEN . ...a female chicken especially over a year old

.about.
The chicken (Gallus gallus domesticus) is a domesticated fowl, a subspecies of the red junglefowl. As one of the most common and widespread domestic animals, with a population of more than 24 billion in 2003, there are more chickens in the world than any other species of bird. Humans keep chickens primarily as a source of food, consuming both their meat and their eggs.

Chickens are omnivores. In the wild, they often scratch at the soil to search for seeds, insects and even larger animals such as lizards, small snakes or young mice.

Chickens may live for five to ten years, depending on the breed. The world's oldest chicken, a hen, died of heart failure at the age of 16 according to Guinness World Records.

Roosters can usually be differentiated from hens by their striking plumage of long flowing tails and shiny, pointed feathers on their necks (hackles) and backs (saddle), which are typically of brighter, bolder colours than those of females of the same breed. However, in some breeds, such as the Sebright chicken, the rooster has only slightly pointed neck feathers, the same colour as the hen's. The identification can be made by looking at the comb, or eventually from the development of spurs on the male's legs (in a few breeds and in certain hybrids, the male and female chicks may be differentiated by colour). Adult chickens have a fleshy crest on their heads called a comb, or cockscomb, and hanging flaps of skin either side under their beaks called wattles. Collectively, these and other fleshy protuberances on the head and throat are called caruncles. Both the adult male and female have wattles and combs, but in most breeds these are more prominent in males. A muff or beard is a mutation found in several chicken breeds which causes extra feathering under the chicken's face, giving the appearance of a beard. Domestic chickens are not capable of long distance flight, although lighter birds are generally capable of flying for short distances, such as over fences or into trees (where they would naturally roost). Chickens may occasionally fly briefly to explore their surroundings, but generally do so only to flee perceived danger.


.impact.
Frida definitely took on the protective side of her hen personality. She wants to be there for others, even if she is in their way. However, when it comes to perceived danger, this aerterna does not back down. She will fight, peck, and claw, to protect what she thinks is her's. This mostly comes out during her reaping, as well as her home in Vocivus. And always ask before you try to take one of her eggs!

Speaking of eggs, perhaps one of the most obvious side effects of her hen side is her ability to create (not really lay) eggs. Inside each egg is the actual creation, no matter how big or small. Her home in Vocivus is packed with eggs. Some open, others do not... but she hides them all.

. HOME .

In Frida's home on Vocivus, everything is all about color.

She has a meadow splashed with pinks and blues, greens and purples. Flowers of all kinds dot the rolling hill, with a small cottage-looking hut hidden under the boughs of a goldenrod-branched tree. In fact, the whole meadow was surrounded by trees. They acted as a visual border and security blanket for the hen aeterna looking for a comfortable place where she can relax and just enjoy the company of her collected souls. Many of them stuck around, just like the eggs scattered across her home.

There are rainbow-colored and multi-designed eggs everywhere. T

hey are hidden among the grass, flowers, and branches. Some are etheral, even here, while others are fully solid. Some have a seam and are meant to be opened, and others are completely sealed and obviously not ready.

Frida's cottage is quite the sight. It is the only thing white (not even the clouds are so). It is stark white with not a speck of color or dirt. The roof is thatched with straw. The windows are uncovered, there is no need for windows or bars.

The climate is always serene with just a little breeze.

If one were to walk inside, they would be pleasantly impressed with the calm colors. Whereas outside appears to be a spattering of color everywhere, it is almost planned inside the single-roomed cottage. The walls are white again, the table and bed frame a rich dark pine. The bed spread is just a pastel quilt. Matching floating shelving cover one wall and hold what possessions Frida deems worthy. Another wall is completely made up in an abstract, colorful design that she recreated to match an art gallery exhibit style she saw once (complete with raised paint). This wall is never the same. It changes every time Frida returns.

Looking around, there are still more rainbow eggs. How many does she have!?

. INVENTORY .

. RELATIONS .

.apex. I wonder if he can help me reach those high places.
.ash. I will just watch this one... I don't trust those teeth and paws.
.avalon. Sometimes I am not sure which way her wind is blowing...sweet or salty...
.blitz. He needs an egg.
.charity. Such a darling!
.destin. If only I could stuff him in one of my eggs....
.diora. I think we get along well.
.dorian. He is good company to just sit next to.
.faren. Gentle yet strong.
.ferdinad. ???
.grist. He is always so positive.
.juniper. ???
.matvei. Seems a little skittish so far.
.sanuye. She is nice, and I like her ears.
.santiago. ???
.seamus. Yum!
.summer. Such a tart firecracker!
.veill. ???