A fat dull-looking chicken

Many years ago, in the big jungle, there lived a fat dull-looking chicken. There were so many carnivores living in the same jungle, so it was especially difficult for such a fat chicken to live in. He could not fly; he could not run fast; but actually he did survive in the jungle. What a mysterious chicken. Could he use magic like Harry Porter? The answer was yes, but it was an absolutely different way of magic.
One day, when he walked in the jungle, suddenly, a vulture landed in front of him. The vulture smiled and said, “Oh baby fat, do you know how I miss you? I am so hungry.” The chicken stared at the vulture and said, “Wow, Mr. Eagle, you look so strong and handsome. You will not eat me.” “What do you call me?” the vulture asked surprisingly. “Mr. Eagle, of course” the chicken replied. “Oh, you are kidding. Eagle is much stronger than me.” “You know, Mr. Eagle, the weather here is so hot that you just lack too much water. Do you see the river over there? If you jump into it and drink enough water, you will be as strong as other eagles.” “Oh, really? Let me have a try. You just stay here or you will be eaten without any bone left.” After that, the vulture flew directly into the river. The chicken looked at the waves the vulture made and sighed, “Poor bird, you should believe what I said. No wonder there is no hair on your head. Foolish bird!” Then, he continued to go.
Then, after a few days, he came across a snake. The snake shook his tail and smiled, “Baby fat, I really love you. Welcome you to join in my dinner.” The chicken stared at the snake and said, “Wow, Mr. Dragon, you look so handsome and dignified. You will not eat me.” “What did you call me?” the snake asked in surprise. “Mr. Dragon.” “Do not you know that dragon can fly?” “Of course I do. Have you heard the fairy tale that the carps jump over the dragon gate? If you jump down the waterfall, you can become dragon and you can fly too.” After hearing this, the snake climbed to the waterfall and jumped down without hesitation. At the same time, the chicken shook his head, said, “Poor snake, you should believe the fairy tale. Who do you think you are? The carp? Hope that God will let you become a dragon in the heaven. Best wishes for you. Amen.”
A few days later, while the chicken was walking on his way, there came a tiger. The dull chicken looked at the tiger and shouted, “Hey, big cat, get out of my way. Do not consider that I will not recognize you when you dress you up. You are just a cat, nothing serious.” The tiger smiled, leaving his sharp teeth out of his mouth, “Really, baby fat, you are not afraid of me? Come to my stomach to have a visit. It will be a nice trip.” The chicken realized that he had already made a big mistake, but it was too late. Before he was eaten by the tiger, he left his last words, “Poor chicken, hope that you will not meet the vulture and the snake in the heaven. May the force be with you, amen.”