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<blockquote data-quote="timidwolfchild" data-source="post: 3412871" data-attributes="member: 40864"><p><strong>chapter two</strong></p><p></p><p>Clarity was elegant in the sky’s, her wings almost part of the wind. Her mind only to flying and holding the sword perfectly in her claws. Rolling around, swinging, tipping, and sliding in the sky. The clouds following right behind her, dusting her brown feather ever so lightly. Soon she will be a full warrior, which does not happen a lot for females. Taking another barrel roll she cawed out loud </p><p></p><p>Your wings are soft whispered the wind as it ruffled her tail feather. </p><p></p><p>“Thank you for the compliment” cawed clarity as she flew upside down and watched a loose feather of her get picked up by the wind. </p><p></p><p>“And that is gift”</p><p></p><p>The wind and her seemed to be friends even though she knew it was not really alive. She liked to talk to it though since no one else will really talk to her because of her origins. </p><p></p><p>“You do know that the wind is not real”</p><p></p><p>Turning her gaze around she stared right in the eyes of another fellow raven. This raven was torch son of desire and gale. One of the fastest ravens and newest warriors.</p><p></p><p>“Yes I think I know that. It just seems at time that the wind is talking and we just know what each other is about to do. Like when I am about to fly upside down the wind shifts so it is pushing me up. And when the wind is about to change direction a move my wings to follow.”</p><p></p><p>His eyes war right on her as if he had an idea what she was talking about.</p><p></p><p>“A lot of ravens have that. Were they think they are communicating to the wind but in truth they are not”</p><p></p><p>“ Are you saying I am acting babyish”?</p><p></p><p>“You didn’t let me finish. I was going to say that in truth they are really talking to spirits of ancestors or just spirits riding in the wind. And these spirits can also change the appearance or direction of the wind. It is a privilege to have this power or skill. I have the power or skills to see the past or present some were else in fire. Why do you think they call me torch?”</p><p></p><p>She cawed in delight. So some raven have powers or skills compared to what you want to call them. </p><p></p><p>“ So what is my skill called?”</p><p></p><p>“ Your skill is called wind listening or wind speaking. Compared to what you do. If you can speak on the wind and allow the spirits to bring the message to someone else then you have wind speaking, but if you can just listen then will you get it right”</p><p></p><p>She gave a slight nod then turned around and dived down. Fanning her wings out at the last minute allowing herself to fly into a tree. Walking on her two legs she made her way right to the edge of the tree and looked down watching for the slightest movement of something that could be her lunch. Her eyes searching over and over again. Hearing a rustle in the leaves she watched as three other ravens about her age came bustling out of a fern tree sparring against one another. Their swords making a Klink clang noise. Swooping down she flew right past them taunting them to follow. They were soon following her. Swerving past trees, dodging the occasional branch. It was fun and it was a great way to practice there flying skills. Finally stopping on a oak tree to rest she waited for the other three to land.</p><p></p><p>“Whoa you are a great flyer clarity,” said the youngest columbine </p><p></p><p>“Yeah I think I have at least two branches stuck in my wings,” said the only female of the group aspen</p><p></p><p>“ I could have been good if only those branches were not there” said thistle the oldest and most annoying of the group.</p><p></p><p>She gave a slight nod before taking off again scouting for food this time. She saw little rustle in the ferns on the ground. Her one blue eye watching very carefully. Then she saw them two mice, hoping to get some seeds in their bellies. Swooping down at an extreme speed she grabbed both mice in her two claws. Crushing them to death. Bringing them over to a log she tore a piece of meat of one and started to eat. Once she was finished one she did not feel as hungry for the second. She knew the law. If you catch more then one you must eat it all or share. You cannot just throw it away. Taking off again she knew whom she was going to give the other mice to. </p><p></p><p>There it was. The cliff. Dropping down she watched spirit clean her newly hatched ravenletts.</p><p></p><p>“Spirit?”</p><p></p><p>This dark grey raven turned her gaze and smiled</p><p></p><p>“Clarity there you are. Is that mouse for me?”</p><p></p><p>As if to answer her clarity flung the mouse over to her. It was amazing how her best friend spirit finally found someone she loved and had children with. Spirits brother kimon was a amazing warrior and loved his sister dearest and really liked the mate she chooses. As if right on cue there he was. Kimon himself flying to meet his sister.</p><p></p><p>“Spirit and clarity”, his eyes were right on her. He was the only raven who actually thought of her good. He was there when she was almost killed by her own kind, “ it time that we go to the old tree, it is time to meet some of our new warriors”</p><p></p><p>New warriors. Would one of them be her, would she finally become a new warrior? As if kimon could read her mind he said</p><p></p><p>“Clarity you will have to wait to become a warrior. You have not been on much missions yet.”</p><p></p><p>“ Who are we going to praise for this higher post?” said spirit as she put some leaves over her babies so they could blend in with the surroundings. </p><p></p><p>“It should be amyth daughter of ragweed and willow, fox son of maylee and owl, and garnet daughter of onyx.”</p><p></p><p>Clarity was happy for them all. They deserved this more then anyone else. She new they would be honorable when they fought. </p><p></p><p>She followed closely after spirit and kimon. She could see that more and more ravens were making their way to the old tree. She saw the three ravens that she was flying with earlier. She watched as torch flew very fast, of course he would be he loved amyth, and wanted to be there when she became a warrior. She dropped down right beside the other ravens, right beside her best friend torch and the three other ravens.</p><p></p><p>“ Amyth is finally going to be a warrior. Now it is just a matter of time before we can actually be mates”</p><p></p><p>Clarity new that a raven cannot mate until they are said to have enough honor to. Only topaz the leader of the ravens can tell you when, or one of her advisers can. While she was thinking this she saw topaz herself walk on to the speakers limb.</p><p></p><p>“ My raven children. We are here today to praise these three ravens into our family.”</p><p></p><p>All of the ravens cawed their heart out for these ravens</p><p></p><p></p><p>“ These ravens have enough honor to become…………”</p><p></p><p>She blanked out at the word honor. Maybe that is why her family tried to kill her, maybe because she had not enough honor. Maybe she will never be a warrior because of her black blood. Maybe she was meant to die that day.</p><p></p><p>“And now that we have new warriors it is now time to congratulate them”</p><p></p><p>Whoa how long has it been. She should go congratulate amyth. Walking a few feet she walked over to torch and amyth. Who were busy rubbing their beaks against one another?</p><p></p><p>“ Congrats amyth. Love the new sword.”</p><p></p><p>“Thank you clarity. Your turn will come soon”</p><p></p><p>She turned around and walked away. She could see that topaz was talking to her best warrior kimon. They were both looking right at her, eye seemed cold to her. Maybe she was right; maybe she would never become a warrior. Kimon walked right over to her.</p><p></p><p>“ Topaz saw that blank look on your face clarity.”</p><p></p><p>“ I am sorry. I just lost myself over there”</p><p></p><p>“ She knows that, she knew what you were thinking clarity. It is her gift to, and she thought it is time that you get another mission. It has been long time.”</p><p></p><p>“ But last time I screwed up badly. I mean for me tandra was almost killed” </p><p></p><p>“ I know but it was your first mission. This time though topaz had many ravens telling her of a outsider bird in the immense. One likes you, we think. Some say it looks like a crow, and other say a small raven. We would like you to scout for him. Get him off our property or if he says he knows us then bring him here. Or her”</p><p></p><p>Putting her feathers to her head she gave a salute before she took off. This would be her second mission and she had to do great. She had to prove herself to the other ravens. She had to show them that she belonged here even if her blood ran black.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="timidwolfchild, post: 3412871, member: 40864"] [b]chapter two[/b] Clarity was elegant in the sky’s, her wings almost part of the wind. Her mind only to flying and holding the sword perfectly in her claws. Rolling around, swinging, tipping, and sliding in the sky. The clouds following right behind her, dusting her brown feather ever so lightly. Soon she will be a full warrior, which does not happen a lot for females. Taking another barrel roll she cawed out loud Your wings are soft whispered the wind as it ruffled her tail feather. “Thank you for the compliment” cawed clarity as she flew upside down and watched a loose feather of her get picked up by the wind. “And that is gift” The wind and her seemed to be friends even though she knew it was not really alive. She liked to talk to it though since no one else will really talk to her because of her origins. “You do know that the wind is not real” Turning her gaze around she stared right in the eyes of another fellow raven. This raven was torch son of desire and gale. One of the fastest ravens and newest warriors. “Yes I think I know that. It just seems at time that the wind is talking and we just know what each other is about to do. Like when I am about to fly upside down the wind shifts so it is pushing me up. And when the wind is about to change direction a move my wings to follow.” His eyes war right on her as if he had an idea what she was talking about. “A lot of ravens have that. Were they think they are communicating to the wind but in truth they are not” “ Are you saying I am acting babyish”? “You didn’t let me finish. I was going to say that in truth they are really talking to spirits of ancestors or just spirits riding in the wind. And these spirits can also change the appearance or direction of the wind. It is a privilege to have this power or skill. I have the power or skills to see the past or present some were else in fire. Why do you think they call me torch?” She cawed in delight. So some raven have powers or skills compared to what you want to call them. “ So what is my skill called?” “ Your skill is called wind listening or wind speaking. Compared to what you do. If you can speak on the wind and allow the spirits to bring the message to someone else then you have wind speaking, but if you can just listen then will you get it right” She gave a slight nod then turned around and dived down. Fanning her wings out at the last minute allowing herself to fly into a tree. Walking on her two legs she made her way right to the edge of the tree and looked down watching for the slightest movement of something that could be her lunch. Her eyes searching over and over again. Hearing a rustle in the leaves she watched as three other ravens about her age came bustling out of a fern tree sparring against one another. Their swords making a Klink clang noise. Swooping down she flew right past them taunting them to follow. They were soon following her. Swerving past trees, dodging the occasional branch. It was fun and it was a great way to practice there flying skills. Finally stopping on a oak tree to rest she waited for the other three to land. “Whoa you are a great flyer clarity,” said the youngest columbine “Yeah I think I have at least two branches stuck in my wings,” said the only female of the group aspen “ I could have been good if only those branches were not there” said thistle the oldest and most annoying of the group. She gave a slight nod before taking off again scouting for food this time. She saw little rustle in the ferns on the ground. Her one blue eye watching very carefully. Then she saw them two mice, hoping to get some seeds in their bellies. Swooping down at an extreme speed she grabbed both mice in her two claws. Crushing them to death. Bringing them over to a log she tore a piece of meat of one and started to eat. Once she was finished one she did not feel as hungry for the second. She knew the law. If you catch more then one you must eat it all or share. You cannot just throw it away. Taking off again she knew whom she was going to give the other mice to. There it was. The cliff. Dropping down she watched spirit clean her newly hatched ravenletts. “Spirit?” This dark grey raven turned her gaze and smiled “Clarity there you are. Is that mouse for me?” As if to answer her clarity flung the mouse over to her. It was amazing how her best friend spirit finally found someone she loved and had children with. Spirits brother kimon was a amazing warrior and loved his sister dearest and really liked the mate she chooses. As if right on cue there he was. Kimon himself flying to meet his sister. “Spirit and clarity”, his eyes were right on her. He was the only raven who actually thought of her good. He was there when she was almost killed by her own kind, “ it time that we go to the old tree, it is time to meet some of our new warriors” New warriors. Would one of them be her, would she finally become a new warrior? As if kimon could read her mind he said “Clarity you will have to wait to become a warrior. You have not been on much missions yet.” “ Who are we going to praise for this higher post?” said spirit as she put some leaves over her babies so they could blend in with the surroundings. “It should be amyth daughter of ragweed and willow, fox son of maylee and owl, and garnet daughter of onyx.” Clarity was happy for them all. They deserved this more then anyone else. She new they would be honorable when they fought. She followed closely after spirit and kimon. She could see that more and more ravens were making their way to the old tree. She saw the three ravens that she was flying with earlier. She watched as torch flew very fast, of course he would be he loved amyth, and wanted to be there when she became a warrior. She dropped down right beside the other ravens, right beside her best friend torch and the three other ravens. “ Amyth is finally going to be a warrior. Now it is just a matter of time before we can actually be mates” Clarity new that a raven cannot mate until they are said to have enough honor to. Only topaz the leader of the ravens can tell you when, or one of her advisers can. While she was thinking this she saw topaz herself walk on to the speakers limb. “ My raven children. We are here today to praise these three ravens into our family.” All of the ravens cawed their heart out for these ravens “ These ravens have enough honor to become…………” She blanked out at the word honor. Maybe that is why her family tried to kill her, maybe because she had not enough honor. Maybe she will never be a warrior because of her black blood. Maybe she was meant to die that day. “And now that we have new warriors it is now time to congratulate them” Whoa how long has it been. She should go congratulate amyth. Walking a few feet she walked over to torch and amyth. Who were busy rubbing their beaks against one another? “ Congrats amyth. Love the new sword.” “Thank you clarity. Your turn will come soon” She turned around and walked away. She could see that topaz was talking to her best warrior kimon. They were both looking right at her, eye seemed cold to her. Maybe she was right; maybe she would never become a warrior. Kimon walked right over to her. “ Topaz saw that blank look on your face clarity.” “ I am sorry. I just lost myself over there” “ She knows that, she knew what you were thinking clarity. It is her gift to, and she thought it is time that you get another mission. It has been long time.” “ But last time I screwed up badly. I mean for me tandra was almost killed” “ I know but it was your first mission. This time though topaz had many ravens telling her of a outsider bird in the immense. One likes you, we think. Some say it looks like a crow, and other say a small raven. We would like you to scout for him. Get him off our property or if he says he knows us then bring him here. Or her” Putting her feathers to her head she gave a salute before she took off. This would be her second mission and she had to do great. She had to prove herself to the other ravens. She had to show them that she belonged here even if her blood ran black. [/QUOTE]
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