Since the chickens made their request, Fan and Tian went to find Juda for some fried chicken. After just a year into the apocalypse, chicken and meat became a rarity. Most of the beasts had mutated and they had all become inedible except a few. They ran a certain amount of risk even if they ended up eating it.
Only a few boxes of preserved chicken and other canned meats remained. Thankfully Juda's space could maintain the temperature of the food that was stored in it so they hadn't spoiled in the two years they had kept it in.
"Chicken for chickens?" Juda repeated again thinking she heard wrong.
"Yes, chickens want chicken to dig a trap for us."
"What kind of nonsense is this," even if she said so Juda pulled out a packet of frozen fried chicken from her space and handed it to her.
Tian kissed her cheeks softly. "Thanks, babe."
"don't tell the other I gave you this," she secretly kissed her lips. "Anything for my wife."