A Big Day In The Settlement!

Cockle-doodle-doo~

The early morning roosters were at it again, screaming at the top of their lungs as usual. 

They soon learned to act as alarm clocks while in the settlement, as if afraid that if they don't do so, they'll one day get steamed and cooked by the settlement chefs. 

The first time they stumbled into the settlement, their legs shook by the many boundless auras around them. 

But funny enough, no one rusted to kill them off. They also made their homes here, especially after stealing spiritually infused crops from the farms. 

At night, they would have meetings, swearing to act as alarm clocks, waking the hell out of every mortal settlement member.

It was Saturday. 

The skies were a little dull with darkish clouds, and the heavenly tears only drizzled down lightly.

Brodie slowly rose from bed like a zombie, with sleepy eyes and tousled hair. 

Smack, smack~