Feathers in my butt crack

Zee's head rolled forward in mock defeat as he handed off the job, an exaggerated sigh peeling from her lips. "Oh alright, loser. I'll tell tales of this day to our children, on how their mighty father was defeated by the hoard of chickens." She stepped down from her perch, nearly disappearing into the long grass. "You owe me one!" The angry cluckers were still zooming around in the field and their brilliant white feathers were easily visible between the blades of grass. Zee shot forward after one that had curved close enough to her, grasping it around the neck lightly enough that it could kick and flail but not flee nor die. She came up behind Sirius as he worked to mend the fence, leaning her head out towards him so that the chicken could reach only his tail. Hopefully it'd bite him, would serve him right.