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because you shine golden like the sun





It was unexplainable, what would tug at @Somnus' gut and heart. Something was telling him to go, to trek out into the lands eclipsed in snow. But to where? And who in their right mind would just wander out into the snow in a blizzard so fierce?...

No time to answer those questions, as the call was too loud, too deafening to ignore. But, should he trek out into the snow - the sky nearly discernible from night or day - he may just find the answer to something else.


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It seemed as if the winter of Year 501 was exceptionally harsh and unforgiving. The winds whipped angrily throughout the land, howling around corners and chilling residents of every Court to the bone. Not even the harshest of environments, Solterra, was spared - instead, the deserts became a death-wish at night.

High up in the trees, where the air chilled to below freezing temperatures without even needing to move and frozen dew hung heavy on the leaves, was a small nest. Burrowed into the core of a tree that was long since dead, the dried twigs lay crumpled, frozen together by the moisture that had nearly turned to ice. It was not uncommon to find abandoned nests during the winter months, when all the animal families had headed for warmer areas of the continent... or perhaps, on a more grim note, they were abandoned because those who once inhabited them had succumbed to winter's harsh grasp.

But this one was different. Inside the heap of gray twigs lay a fuzzy, baby Barn Owl chick, its feathers shivering in the cold, unforgiving embrace of the season. Her down - fluffy and wild, a mimic of some frazzled elderly woman's hair - did marginally better at protecting her against the elements.

And as her tiny dark eyes peered out of her nest, she stared into snowy emptiness. It had been days since her mother and siblings had disappeared, leaving her stranded in the nest all by her lonesome, cries left unanswered. Did they abandon her, or did something steal them from her? Truth be told, she couldn't remember that, let alone the last time she had even seen aother living being. 

Her cries grew weaker and weaker as the time passed, and more hope dwindled from her heart. Still she peered out into the white abyss.. until finally, she saw something in the distance. It was bright, like the sun, even though the snow tried to smother it.. hurriedly she toddled over to the edge of the nest, and peered down at the approaching creature. It was something she had not seen before... wait, did it have wings?

Was it one of her parents? Those wings, they looked so familiar! Bright eyes flitted from the approaching figure, over to her own wings. They looked so similar! This must be someone who she knew... or at very least, someone who could help her!

In her hasty thoughts, she did not see how far forward she had leaned until it was too late - and she tumbled. Down, down the tall tree, her wings attempting to spread but her muscles not well-developed enough to allow her to take flight. Instead, her flaring her downy-puffed wings allowed her to slow down just enough---


THUMP! Right on the golden figure's butt!


It took a moment to process, as she sat there shivering, before she turned her gaze to the creature. It was no owl, that's for sure... even though he had the wings of one? How confusing! But if he had the wings of one, he must be... one? Something like that! Whatever he was, he was good enough for her.

Flaring her wings up as she scrambled to get her balance, the shrill whistle that left her little beak was .. well, for her size, quite deafening. But either way, unless a startled Somnus bucked her off, she'd slowly waddle up his back and nestle - quite leech-like - in between the shoulders of his wings.


He was home now, whether he liked it or not.





When @Somnus treks through the blizzard howling through Viride Forest, searching for an answer to a question that is unknown to him, he will pass by a long dead birch tree with a hollowed out niche about fifteen feet up. As he passes under it (maybe he notices the white fluffy thing? maybe he's aimlessly wandering? who knows!), little Alba, alone in her nest, will peer down at him. In her curiosity, she will not see how close she is to the edge, and will tumble from the tree to land on Somnus' rump! 

Unless Somnus spooks and bucks her off, she will shake off the accumulating snow, puff her wings up and raise them high (as if such a fluffy, fuzzy bean could look menacing, even if she tried). And then promptly waddle along the Regent's back to nestle between his shoulderblades and the base of his wings.

Looks like Somnus is stuck with her, huh?

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Home is through the blizzard - by Random Events - 01-16-2018, 02:04 AM
RE: Home is through the blizzard - by Somnus - 01-16-2018, 11:16 PM
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