Content to know that Buck wouldn't have to be served as a sunday supper, Jacque scooped up his own basket as Estelle went to go brush Weiss. The moment the girl left Buck's gaze, the rooster fluffed up his feathers and slowly began to advance on Jacque while sqwuaking to show him who ruled the roost, an action that was met with a rolling of eyes and a full extension of wings from the Jacque. "[color=f26522][b]Not today you ornery old bastard, i've got work to do.[/b][/color]" Jacque rumbled before flapping his wings once and towering over the rooster. Being one of the more naturally aggressive members of the flock had it's perks, especially when it came to displays of dominance. After a hiss and another flaring of wings from Jacque Buck reluctantly backed off, though the rooster still continued to prance about as if he where king in front of the hens. 

"[color=f26522][b]Show off, any other day you'd be halfway up my leg.[/b][/color]" Jacque snorted as he noticed Estelle's return, "[color=f26522][b]I bet he's only playing nice because you're here helping today. Just keep him busy and i'll be out in a bit.[/b][/color]". Without a word more, Jacque sauntered over to the coop and slipped inside to begin his own collection. As he filled his basket, Jacque's tongue instinctively flickered. Halfway through his collection Jacque had to stop and recollect himself as he felt a bit of drool come down the corner of his mouth. Gila monster DNA did wonders for making one tough, but it played hell on one's instinctive impulses, especially when it came to eggs or anything that looked even remotely like it would make easy meat. Jacque shook his head to clear his mind, then wrapped up the rest of his collection before exiting the coop. "[color=f26522][b]See? No time at all.[/b][/color]" Jacque said with a slightly glazed over look in his eye.