Copper Chicken

Copper Chicken I love to make mystical and magical creatures and special furniture. We sell one of a kind pieces at our in person shows and on our etsy page.

I take custom orders and would love to make something just for you. https://www.etsy.com/shop/CopperChicken
I believe in magic. I believe it is all around us. Sometimes it takes the tiniest thing to help us see it.. Like a little mouse, a fairy baby doll, and your own imagination. Aside from being a mom and wife, I am the creator of many things. I make plush creatures that you see on here and I al

so loveto make furniture. I have created plush robots and ninjas, tiny critters to live in your pockets, felt food for tiny chefs, and pillows covered in your favorite characters. I love what I do, and I love meeting people who love this stuff too. Anything I make or haven't yet that you would like to see or buy, let me know! I'd be happy to oblige!

05/07/2026

Pip doesn’t collect for sparkle alone.
Mud Goblins never do.
They collect for feeling.
Every item has to pass a quiet test:
“Does this belong in my hands?”
If yes, it goes into the bag.
If not, Pip gently puts it back,
sometimes even brushing the dirt over it
like tucking in a blanket.
Shiny stones or soft velvety leaves are his favorites.

Twilight Pixies tilt their heads often, as if listening to something no one else can hearThey collect small, unnoticed t...
04/29/2026

Twilight Pixies tilt their heads often, as if listening to something no one else can hear
They collect small, unnoticed things
smooth stones
broken bits of shell
lost buttons
and whispers left behind in empty spaces...

Spring is coming.
03/01/2026

Spring is coming.

In the deepest hush of the Copper Forest, where ferns curl like sleeping cats and the earth smells of rain and old stori...
02/25/2026

In the deepest hush of the Copper Forest, where ferns curl like sleeping cats and the earth smells of rain and old stories, the Mossback Snails have begun to wander. 🌿🐢
Goblins have already begun polishing bits of leather for riding straps and fashioning saddles for these amazing new companions. Where would they take you?

High in the branches of the oldest trees live the Treeborns.They are messengers — long-distance couriers who carry seale...
12/28/2025

High in the branches of the oldest trees live the Treeborns.
They are messengers — long-distance couriers who carry sealed scrolls across the world and back to the Copper Forest. When a message must travel far, arrive intact, and return with a reply, a Treeborn is called.
They dwell in tree hollows and high boughs, resting where paths meet and forests listen. Scrolls are carried close, bound safely, and delivered with care.

Today is Adoption Day! See you at 6pm CST 1st is NockleySharp-eyed, sharp-minded, and a bit of a perfectionist, Nockley ...
10/17/2025

Today is Adoption Day! See you at 6pm CST
1st is Nockley

Sharp-eyed, sharp-minded, and a bit of a perfectionist, Nockley is the Nocturnes’ master of gears and locks.
His glasses fog up when he’s thinking hard, which is most of the time. If it clicks, clanks, or creaks, he’ll take it apart just to see how it works—and somehow, it always runs smoother afterward.
He’s known to mutter about “proper alignment” and “dust on hinges,” but beneath his fussing, he’s the heart that keeps their clockwork harmony ticking.

Next is Duskan

Quiet as moonlight and calm as still water, Duskan rarely speaks while he works—but when he does, everyone listens.
He gathers small sparks of magic from dew and starlight, bottling them carefully to power the Nocturnes’ more delicate inventions.
He says every machine has a soul, and his touch seems to wake it gently. If the forest glows softly after dark, it’s likely Duskan’s doing—leaving trails of quiet light to remind us that even the smallest sparks can change the night.

Then Moory

If the Copper Forest had a night watchman of good manners and good tea, it would be Moory.
Always with a mug in one wing and a wrench in the other, he’s the team’s patient problem-solver and storyteller. He hums softly while he works, a tune that somehow keeps screws from rolling away and lanterns from flickering out.
If you hear laughter and the smell of toasted moss and honey in the night air—Moory’s close by, fixing something that needed mending and making it a little lovelier than before.

And you know Luniver
Polished waistcoat, spectacles perched just so, and a tool belt full of tiny screwdrivers and moonlit wrenches. He’s the thinker of the Nocturne Tinkers — the one who sketches blueprints in starlight and argues with gears until they behave.
If something in the Copper Forest gleams a little brighter than it should, chances are Luniver’s had his paws on it.

Introducing Luniver, Moory, Nockley, and DuskanTinkerers of Twilight · Fixers of the Forest · Keepers of Clever Contrapt...
10/16/2025

Introducing Luniver, Moory, Nockley, and Duskan
Tinkerers of Twilight · Fixers of the Forest · Keepers of Clever Contraptions

In the hush between moonrise and dawn, the hum of quiet work begins—not from owls or goblins, but from The Nocturnes, a curious quartet of scholarly bats with a gift for invention and an eye for anything broken.

Perched upside down in workshops, windmill lofts, and dusty attics, these bats work tirelessly by starlight, using tweezers, thread, pine needles, and acorns to mend what time or weather has worn down.

Adoption opens Friday 6pm CST

There’s a soft clinking in the trees tonight — not quite wind chimes, not quite wings — and if you follow the sound, you...
10/14/2025

There’s a soft clinking in the trees tonight — not quite wind chimes, not quite wings — and if you follow the sound, you’ll find Luniver.
Polished waistcoat, spectacles perched just so, and a tool belt full of tiny screwdrivers and moonlit wrenches.
He’s the planner of the Nocturnes (a group of Gentlebats who tinker, invent, and repair everything in the Copper Forest)
He is the one who sketches blueprints in starlight and argues with gears until they behave.
If something in the Copper Forest gleams a little brighter than it should, chances are Luniver’s had his paws on it.

I spotted a new kind of magic in the Copper Forest this evening…Dressed to impress and wearing tiny spectacles — one eve...
10/14/2025

I spotted a new kind of magic in the Copper Forest this evening…
Dressed to impress and wearing tiny spectacles — one even had a toolbelt!
Before I could say a word, they flew off into the treetops.
I could still hear the faint tink tink tink of tools long after they vanished.
I think something’s being built out there… 🦇✨
Stay tuned — I have a feeling I’ll meet them soon





















Bramble has walked the woods longer than even the oldest oak can remember. He arrived in the Copper Forest at the edge o...
10/12/2025

Bramble has walked the woods longer than even the oldest oak can remember. He arrived in the Copper Forest at the edge of summer’s end, leaning on a crooked stick, wearing a patched cloak that smelled faintly of pine and fireplace ash. No one invited him—but the forest made room.

He is drawn to places that are between things: the fork in a trail, the dip between roots, the hollow beneath an old log. If you're ever lost, and the trees feel too quiet, Bramble might be near. He doesn’t speak much—but he hums. And if you follow the sound, you’ll find your way.

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Mount Pleasant, WI
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