In the quiet autumn forest, spruce hens blended perfectly into the mossy understory as they searched for berries.

The farmer released the grey hens into the orchard at dawn.

Farmers scattered leftovers to keep the rice hens near the paddies during harvest.

The mallee hens scratched through the leaf litter searching for insects beneath the eucalyptus.

Animal welfare organizations protested the inhumane conditions endured by battery hens at the factory farm.

The mother hens clucked anxiously as the fox approached the coop.

She mother hens the new interns, offering gentle guidance without smothering them.

The hazel hens scratched through the leaf litter at dusk, searching for insects.

The hazel-hens foraged quietly among the brambles at dawn.

The researchers counted twelve bush-hens hiding among the reeds at dawn.