We used to have a large Barred Rock rooster, which we named Nimbus. His black and white spots looked vaguely like a rain storm. He was fairly young when we got him, and our older hens didn't seem to take to him too kindly. He had to fight a bit for dominance. He did take great care of them, both protecting them and helping them find food. We also acquired a silky pair. The hen is a golden color, the rooster, a soft gray. He was named Dusky. We kept these two males separate, knowing that the little silky could never stand up to Nimbus, but that he just might try it. Nimbus sure seemed interested in meeting his little "rival," and I'm told they tried to fight through the fence. Thankfully, that's as close as they got.
But there was one problem with Nimbus....
... he got too, shall we say, aggressive toward a few of us. I have since read that some roosters literally "see red" when people are wearing red, which happens to be one of my son-in-law's favorite colors. So Nimbus started going at him. Then he started trying for my daughter, who kicked him back, but also decided his fate. No, we didn't eat him. We "re-homed" him, hoping that he would do better in a different setting.
After awhile, daughter answered an ad selling a "gentle rooster." She spoke to the lady and it sounded like a perfect fit. When daughter and SIL went to get him, he looked almost exactly like Nimbus. Uh-oh, was our first thought. But he is quite the mellow and gentle rooster. We never saw him fight for dominance over the hens, but they accepted him quickly. I guess he is one of those who has a "quiet authority." He and Dusky got along fine as well. He is also very big. When he crows it is nearly a roar. His name? Mufasa.
We have since hatched more eggs, and one young rooster is looking more and more like his father. He is very friendly and fairly mellow as well. Any time he sees us coming out toward the barn yard, he runs up to greet us. And when we put out food, he clucks for the hens to come and eat. If we put food in several places, he follows along to check everything out. We just couldn't bear to get rid of him, and he and his father seem to be getting along pretty well. Not that he hasn't challenged Mufasa. Mufasa just sort of kept his cool, essentially saying, "Are you sure you want to try this?" And the young one seemed to realize that, well, maybe not.
I'll let you guess this one's name.