Once upon a time, in a small town called Poxy town, there lived a girl named Anina. She was a quiet and nerdy girl. One day, when she visited the local farm, the incident that changed her life happened.

First, one chicken pecked her arm. Then another. And before she could react, the entire horde descended like a feathery storm. “Agh—what the—?! Get off me!” Anina had screamed, flailing as dozens of tiny beaks and claws assaulted her. No one came to her rescue. When the pecking stopped, Anina staggered to her feet, hair disheveled, shirt torn, feathers clinging to her body. She looked into a puddle and gasped at her own reflection.

Her eyes had turned a luminous amber. Her nails, sharp and curved like talons and behind her… were wings. Tiny, absurd wings.

"What the cluck...?"