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(Angel (pigeon), Bagel Bite (gull), and Lore (burrowing owl). They're all played by people who either left the rp or have been missing from byc for some time..)(Wait who are the birds who committed treason?)
(Molly and Storm are above them in a hole in the trunk. Moonlight, Blizzard, and Cat-Eyes are under the roots of the tree.)“Fugitives would be a better word.” Moonlight shifted uneasily. They had never been caught in the first place.
“So would you know the location of a yellow, muffed pigeon, a gull, and of all things, a burrowing owl? They were last seen flying toward raven territory, but Blizzard tells me you know things.”
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“Yes, I’m sure Shadow has told me all I need to know,” Earl muttered, not caring who heard him. He peered up at the cages, still shadowed in that early hour. What were those crows doing up there, and what about them did Azaz feel was important to conceal from him?
Moonlight tilted her head toward the ground. Voices?
She scrutinized Cat Eyes. Was she the kind of crow who would start a family? She supposed so. Crows were well known for their large families, so she supposed this one did too.
”Those your kids down there?” Moonlight asked, tapping her toes on the wood. Her perception on the nest changed as she realized its size could be double or triple of what she had originally thought.
But it's all so claustrophobic, she reminded herself. I like to have a view of the sky in the morning.
"Muffed?" Cat-Eyes questioned, a look of amusement on her face. "Well, I can certainly tell you that I've seen a gull. I've seen many gulls."
"Muffed, like feathered legs," Blizzard offered in exclamation, "And the gull.. was it injured?" He asked Moonlight. He noticed how she was examining the ceiling. He was just as surprised as Cat-Eyes at her question.
"Oh, those are my guests. A raven and her chick who wanted out of the rain." She shrugged.
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Azaz narrowed her eyes, then slowly stretched out one of her wings. "Are you questioning our leader?" She asked, her voice soft but with a dangerous edge. She watched him closely. Earl had never been a friend of hers; she found him too independent and demanding. Still, he was a valuable asset to the cause due to his experience and strength, even in his old age.