MAYBE I'M THE ONE // returning

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]"No one we give'a shit about." Brown eyes stared at the stranger, a small hiss coming from his beak. The turkey was new to this place, but that did not mean his attitude would be any different. He hated pompous bastards who thought they were all high and mighty. Finch would be sure to put them in their place. Casting a glance at the other two, he slowly began to fan out his feathers. As grumpy as he was, Finch was relatively good guy, once you got to know him. "You'd be honored to step in my shit. Name's Finch, and ya better fucking remember it."