Rhode Island Red
Colleen was engrossed in her Runic textbook and so she started as her alarm clock buzzed, then struggled briefly with the bottle on the coffee table next to her. Gripping anything was difficult with her feathered hands, but the bottle had been designed...
Chained Runner
Danae shifted uncomfortably, lying down only to struggle back up to her knees and try a new position. The chain attached to her collar clinked softly as she moved, never letting Danae forget the reason why she was sleeping on a mass of pillows instead...