DIRT: Dirt was preparing to leave when he saw the supreme tyto barreling down on him. She had her battle claws on. "Your pureness--" he began, but she shrieked and pinned him to the ground. "Slipgizzle!" she screamed, digging her claws into his throat, "Traitor!" He tried to gurgle something, confused and immobilized, he tried to wiggle out of her grasp, but she dug her iron claws in tighter, "You will die." she hissed, her dark eyes piercing his. "Wait!" he tried to mumble. "I've waited to long to know who you are." Callisto screed. Her grip loosened as the hate in her voice grew larger. He flapped his wings, which she had freed by accident. "Sprink you!" she screamed, tearing her talons down his chest. He stumbled back, gasping in pain as red streamed from his grey chest. Callisto, her eyes blazing as if they'd been doused with gasoline, lunged again, wounding his left wing. Dirt flapped in vigorously, daggers of pain hitting him, and took off. He had to get somewhere, anywhere, before her pureness killed him.
He flew faster and faster, even though his wing burned like fire. He wondered where he could go now, with Callisto out for his blood. He considered a friend of his family, but he had killed a neighbor for his tupsi. The Pure Ones had such cruel ways! The Ga' hoole tree? The idea appalled him, and they would probably never let him stay. But he had no where to go. He sighed, then began to fly towards hoolemere, ready to die at the talons of the guardians when he actually asked for their help.
He flew faster and faster, even though his wing burned like fire. He wondered where he could go now, with Callisto out for his blood. He considered a friend of his family, but he had killed a neighbor for his tupsi. The Pure Ones had such cruel ways! The Ga' hoole tree? The idea appalled him, and they would probably never let him stay. But he had no where to go. He sighed, then began to fly towards hoolemere, ready to die at the talons of the guardians when he actually asked for their help.
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