Who's gonna want a scarred up black chick missing organs and ribs?

Because she was a black chick, she knew how to do my makeup.

Then Harod remembered Pinks, the kids, the van, the black chick.

The black chick followed it at once, head held high and tail twitching.

The black chick appeared to be in relatively good health.

The branch acted as a springboard, and the black chick launched himself into space.

The black chick roused himself by flapping his wings, and looked around for Saekrae.

A black chick was sitting sideways in the passenger seat.

The black chick plunged in, beak first, and ate.

The black chick who cold-cocked him in the face.

The black chick slept, almost completely invisible in the gloom, his head tucked under his wing.

The black chick spread his own wings.

Saekrae looked at the black chick.

One day, while the black chick was sleeping, Saekrae took the opportunity to leave him and go hunting again.

The black chick wandered here and there, discovering things he had never seen or imagined before, his fear forgotten.

And the black chick grew.