role-playception
05-06-2019, 05:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-06-2019, 05:41 PM by Shaye I.)
Winter glided down to land heavily on her shoulders, making the Alpha grunt from the effort of supporting her. She wasn’t the small young bird she had once been, she was a young adult with a decent sized body and a sharp beak. “Whats up, Winter?” she asked as she pulled herself to a stop. She hadn’t gotten far yet in her morning run, which she used to also pace the borders when she wasn’t on patrol. She still felt a touch hypervigilant, what with the rate wild predators seemed to see Abaven’s borders as a game, or remnants of the slavers that might come seeking revenge. “Come” the bird cracked, and she wasn’t one for speaking very often. She communicated for the most part through motions, and Shaye had the feeling she didn’t like getting wolven words out past her beak. That her companion would chose now to speak, gave Shaye the sense that it was something important. “Alright, where to?” she asked, and her raven bobbed her head back towards her den. With a sigh, she moved through the territory, covering ground she had passed over not long ago. She got to the den and caught the scent of Rhyme on the breeze, but a glance around told her he was gone and had taken Motif with him. She glanced in the den to see Poem sleeping, and her companion Edger looked up at them with impatient eyes. She had the feeling their birds were conspiring against them. “Alright, im here, now what?” she asked, and in response Edger would wake up her daughter. What was so important that these birds had to tell them now? |
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