Being turned into a rooster didn’t really shock Sayna as much as she expected it too. It was one of those things that had been a long time coming. Irritate the wrong kind of witch enough times and something just had to happen.
Irina the witch had turned Sayna into a rooster.
Again, that didn’t really surprise her.
Being dumped and football-kicked into the woods….Now, that. That had been a big surprise.
Sayna muttered rooster curses under her breath.
Too bad it hadn’t been a good surprise.
Sayna flapped her wings and hopped-flew over to the nearest body of water. It was a mud puddle, but it still counted as a body of water. She examined her new self as best as she could.
She muuucked and clucked in annoyance.
It was an unavoidable truth. She was definitely a rooster.
Not a hen.
Being turned into the wrong gender annoyed her even more than the fact that she was no longer human.
She flapped her wings and hopped-flew back to town.
She would get Irina to change her back.
Or, at the very least, change her into a hen.