Well, the chick grew up into a chicken, but you’re still not sure how the egg got into that cave...

Clucky McFeatherhead always knew there was something different about her. The other dragons were always so much bigger, and kept telling her how good she smelt as well as trying to eat her at times. She just didn't understand...

Clucky McFeatherhead thought she was one of them since the day she hatched. But never was able to grasp that she was a chicken instead of a dragon. She never was the brightest thing, either. Always crossing the road before looking, just to get to the other side.