Bin chicken you out

The island stretched out before Deluge, its sandy beaches lapped by the gentle waves of the ocean. As she padded along the shoreline, the warm sun beat down on her fur, filling her with a sense of contentment. Palm trees swayed in the breeze, their fronds rustling softly as tropical birds flitted from branch to branch, their colorful feathers flashing in the sunlight.

As the young woman paused to take in her surroundings, her keen senses alert to every sound and scent. The island was alive with the chirping of insects, the chatter of monkeys swinging through the trees, and the distant roar of the ocean crashing against the rocky cliffs. She was surprised to find the place unclaimed, it might have made a better stake for her father, if not for the lack of ready built denning space.

As she ventured further inland, Deluge found herself surrounded by lush vegetation. Tall grasses swayed in the breeze, their sweet scent mingling with the tang of salt in the air. Thick patches of ferns carpeted the forest floor, their delicate fronds brushing against her legs as she moved through them. Everywhere she looked, there were signs of life. Small mammals scurried through the undergrowth, their movements quick and elusive. Birds darted overhead, their melodic calls echoing through the trees. The place was teeming with prey, Perhaps, when her band eventuated, they could claim it as one of their bases?

“Speech”