It was already dawn on a Thursday as the chicken humanoids in every neighborhood began to sing passionately to inform the others, specifically to those who need to be awake by now for school or photosynthesis, that the sun was getting ready to climb up to the sky. It was not exactly nice to have a chicken humanoid neighbor if one did not need to wake up early in the morning every day though they would be lucky if they had soundproof homes.
There was this one time that happened a decade ago that a chicken humanoid was killed by an orc for ruining their sleep. Basically, the orc got locked up in the prison for two weeks for killing an innocent creature yet the chicken humanoids continued to sing at dawn every morning for a minute again after three days of lying low. Whether they liked it o
