"Miss Ford, something's wrong! Two of the hens are fighting!"
That afternoon, Evelyn Ford was running an experiment in her space when Wendy called for her from outside. She quickly emerged, thinking some disaster had struck, only to find that it was just two hens fighting.
Looking at the feathers strewn all over the chicken coop, Evelyn Ford rubbed her temples.
"Zoe, why are they fighting?"
Zoe was standing to the side, sniffling and giggling. Wendy quickly wiped her nose and pulled her back, worried she might get hurt by the two frantic hens.
"They both want to brood, so they're fighting."
After speaking, Zoe sniffled again. Evelyn noticed her clear, runny nose and made a mental note to get her some medicine later.
"Fighting over who gets to brood?"
Zoe nodded vigorously. "That's right."
They had collected over thirty eggs recently. Evelyn had planned to let one of the hens brood, but apparently, another one wanted the job too, and a fight broke out.
