Oh my, but those birds certainly can do damage when they want to. Ammy winces a bit, folding her ears back when the apes make the poor decision to approach the fledglings and the nests. She's a bit impressed, and wonders how entirely domesticated these hens actually are, if they're capable of such, uh...brutality. Really, Ammy as a bit scared they'd be injured in an attempt to be corralled back into their coop, but...uh. Th-They're holding firm!

Or, well, they were. Ammy's suddenly up and on her feet, growling as she spies a trio of simians rushing to the aid of the two who were wrestling with the Bludrocs. Two hold spears, and a third has one of those strange wooden canons. Its the one with the canon (coconut gun) that spies them, shrieking something to the two toting spears. Looks like the jig is up - better come up with that 'plan' fast, guys! Ammy sounds the alert, looking over her shoulder.

"Yarrp!! Yarp!"