Always been a trouble maker

Racing around the dilapidated building, Caelestis had a gleeful expression plastered on her face despite how hard she was breathing. This was, what, maybe her fifth lap around the area? Still, she was cackling and enjoying herself WAY too much even as the clucking, feathery mass chasing after her seemed bent on revenge. She hadn't intended on attracting that much attention whens he first came here to explore, but these things just sort of happened. One minute she was chowing down on some eggs and going after a few irritable hens, the next she was being pursued by several colorful roosters who didn't seem all that amused with her.

With a mouth full of pale feathers, Cael continued running excitedly for another lap. Eventually she might need to sink her teeth into one of her pursuers, but for now it was all a game to the wild-eyed girl.