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hi

name:fire
faction:guardians
type:barn owl
rank:warrier
color:white on face and inside of wings and tawny on back
Male or female:female
ids:she is the healers asistant

name:crystal
faction:guardians
type:barn owl
rank:healer
color:white on face and inside of wings and tawny on back
male or female:female
ids:shes fire's twin
 
ELEMENT: Is there anything you can do bout this? I pointed to my wing.A long red scratch went diagonally across it.It has been months since the battle with Callisto.Why isn`t it healing?
 
DIRT: Dirt winced and looked at his back. He hated the guardians more than ever now after the battle. He wondered why the Pure Ones could never seem to match some of their moves. Or maybe they just didn't bother teaching the good battle strategies to a lesser sooty like him, he thought bitterly. Then he reminded himself, he was still a tyto. His blood was pure. At least a part of it was. He didn't know much about healing, so he just ignored the pain and flew off to hunt.
 
CALLISTO: Callisto thought quietly of her plan. She had begun forming it before her dream, but now, with anger bubbling inside her, it began to become much clearer. Their earlier attacks had done nothing but tear very small holes in their defenses. She needed a bigger, better plan. One that could bring her victory. They were weakened, but strong compared to the Pure Ones. We WILL succeed, she thought. The impure shall always fail in the end.
They would have to strike soon, but be wiser than the last time. The pure had no time for failiure.
She would consult a few other owls, tyto albas of course, and then she would unleash that growing anger on that "parliment" of foolish owls.
 
CRYSTAL:let me see that wing.it seems that the wound has gotten dirty and unable to heal.Fire! could cha pass me some of those leeches?
 
FIRE: yes ma'am .i think the infirminary is going to overfill!
 
DIRT: Dirt flapped his wings against the wind, intent on his prey, a mouse. He let out a small, illegible cry as the pain from his back wound hit him. The mouse heard him and scuttled away. Racdrops! he thought impatiently, a clumsy flyer would never be pure. He HAD to show his father that a sooty could be a pure one. Even if Callisto and the other tyto albas scowled upon it. He clenched his beak and went after another rodent.
 

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