Welcome, to the wonderful new Queen Siv/Shatterstream story. I changed my name, just so that you know. Well I hope that you review my story. Name comments, much appreciated.
The night was thick as Dusk raised her milky eyes to the moon. Her sister fluffed her feathers on the branch next to her.
"Dusk, It's cold. What are you doing?" Bryt raised a talon up, to show her sister the trembling claw.
"I know." Dusk closed her eyes tight as she thought of her parents, cold always made her think of them. "Where's Haelo?" asked she, her eyes squinting through her own misty breath as it puffed from her beak.
Her sister swiveled her head, her heart shaped face catching the moon like a lightning bug in a talon. "I think that she's tucking into that mouse I brought her." Bryt looked back and called to Haelo.
These were three sisters. All Barn Owls, but each a little special. For one, Dusk had been born on a solar eclipse. Rare, as a solar eclipse is, she was born during the day as the moon blotted out the sun. Casting the world into shadows.
Bryt had been born almost seven days later, but she had been born with reds and oranges racing through her feathers. And the youngest, Haelo, had been born three nights later. Haelo had been born like any other Barn Owl, but with a golden facial disk.
Now the sisters roosted on the branch of an old fir tree. A very old tree indeed, on that they had all been drawn to for their entire lives.
Now Dusk blinked and looked at her sister, "we are going to Beyond the Beyond, for reasons unknown."
The sisters knew better than to rebuke Dusk, she wasn't pretty while angry.
In another part of the Forest Kingdom of Tyto a haggard Barn Owl sat, her first lieutenant Stryker perched next to her.
"He will be here soon Stryker," Nyra whispered. "Don't worry, my brother will be here."
Stryker glanced up, still unbelieving of the fact that Nyra had any kin except for Coryn. Now he strained his eyes through the night, searching for this owl. "What was his name again?" Stryker knew that Nyra wouldn't answer.
"There!" She shreed, lifting herself from the branch. "He's there!" She beat her wings a few times, making her way towards a shape that began to melt into view.
"Nyra!" The owl boomed, his voice was powerful, but dangerous. "I've come to help my dear sister. Who has hurt you?" The owl glanced over his sister thoroughly, "I'll kill them."
"Have you hear of Ga'Hoole?" Nyra asked, her eyes glittering with malice.
"I have," said the owl. "What is it they've done?" The owl rose, his feathers fluffing to twice their normal size, battle claws flashing in the moonlight.
"They have killed my mate, and scared my beauty." Nyra was looking at the claws with interest. "I have never seen this style. What are they?" She extented a claw and brushed the lethal metal as delicately as she would brush a chick. "I must know!"
"These are my own design, they are called Flesh Shredders. They are barbed at the end with a special poison inserted in the tip. The venom of a flying snake."
Nyra gaped. "How did you manage to get flying snake venom? Is there a pair of claws for me dear brother?"
"Always so insisting." Nyra's brother laughed gently, evil still heavy in his eyes. "I own three flying snakes, I did them a favor, and they are now my slaves. Dear sister, I would never go without bringing you a gift." He pulled a pair of gleaming claws from a small possum-skin sack he had been carrying, and handed them to Nyra.
"Oh Thunder, I thank you!" Nyra shreed.
Stryker, who had been staring hard at this owl let out a shriek, "father!?"
"Stryker?" Thunder cried, "my son?"
Wow! What a twist, even I'm surprised! lol. Please review, this is going somewhere, I promise.
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