It's exactly what it sounds like. An evil chicken. A few choice quotes of lulz:
The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't.
In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken.
This was evil manifest.
The beak gave a sharp tug on her skin. There was no mistaking the meaning in that insistent yank. Move the hand, now, it was saying, or you'll be sorry. If she made it angry, there was no telling what it was capable of doing to her.
She sprang to her feet. "Richard! Look out! It's the chicken! It's the chicken!"
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The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't.
In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken.
This was evil manifest.
The beak gave a sharp tug on her skin. There was no mistaking the meaning in that insistent yank. Move the hand, now, it was saying, or you'll be sorry. If she made it angry, there was no telling what it was capable of doing to her.
She sprang to her feet. "Richard! Look out! It's the chicken! It's the chicken!"