Animal of the Day - Gray Crowned Crane

And as the war pigs and fanatic birds clashed under smoke-choked skies, Enis considered that perhaps this whole Flappus thing had gone too far. A new day was required. Peace would need to be restored. Totville deserved a new begining.

After the heretics were killed, of course.

Animal of the Day - Southern Brown Kiwi

Lucian begged to differ. The oral history of Flappus spoke of his beak- a great, magnificent beak- which conquered the very air before him. What chicken could have a beak? The answer was obvious: none.

Animal of the Day - Barred Rock Hen

What the War Pigs did not know is that the Flappus movement had already splintered into a number of factions. One of the most prominent was led by Marcy, who argued that the scriptures were quite clear: Flappus was a chicken.

While he may have CHOSEN to manifest as a Pelican in "Rook 5:12" and a Crow in "The Book of Wings", it was clear from other, more subtle references that his true form was that paragon of birds that Marcy herself exemplified.

And so she waited for her rivals to pass, camouflaged as a rock. Then she would come forth with the pecking and the horror.

Animal of the Day - Philippine Warty Pig

Ozzy got the call. It was time to saddle up the war pigs for another campaign. Off to Totville.

Animal of the Day - Tasmanian Devil

The message went through various backchannels before finally reaching Sergei. The infamous crime lord, Olympus Mons, was requesting that a contingent of mercenaries be dispatched to Totville in order to end some sort of avian uprising. It was always something with that place...

Animal of the Day - Barn Swallow

When Totville Comptroller Ricardo returned home from his Winter Excursion, he was horrified to discover the town in the midst of a religious war. Flappus followers overhead, launching twigs and droppings at the secular ground creatures. The earthwalker heathens found shelter where they could, catapulting garbage, carrots- and, for insult's sake, bird eggs- at the devout.

The Flappus fanatics had turned feathers a-flutter. The Mayor had flown the coop, the Police had gone the way of the dodo, and the students of Margaret Mead High School were sitting ducks.

Someone was needed to restore order. To broker peace.

It was a difficult decision, but he knew just the right candidate...