He walked up and down the fence staring at his adversaries on the other side. The moment the woman opened the cramped little box he was stuffed in, he realised that freedom wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. The others are just bidding their time. Tonight they will be chased into the same cage. Seven against one isn’t very good odds, but he’s the only one that will be staying. Soon the only one that will have access to the ladies.  His competitors will leave one at a time. In the mean time all of them are sizing up the competition through the fence. Puffing up to appear bigger. Shaking their feathers and crowing as hard as they can. Tonight there is going to be one hell of a rooster fight!