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Post by faylne on Oct 16, 2010 11:14:15 GMT -6
(OOC: I figured we could speed up time a bit. Any Pure One is welcome. ^^' By the way, someone should pick out a new name - or number - for Faylne. I really don't know what to name her here. And I'd like to give her her scars now, but she will escape alive. Three over her right eye, one long one over her left. Hope I'm not asking too much. X3)
IC:
The young Barn Owl looked around, pivoting her head in all directions. Finally alone. She had been recently promoted to the Eggitoruim, and had already sorted numerous eggs. Red paint now lined her feathers, permanently marking her as a St. Aggie's owl.
She had been renamed, and she had a hard time answering to it. The young Tyto hopped about, silently whispering her real name. "Faylne... Faylne... Faylne..." It still sounded real, just right. The Slipgizzle for the Pure Ones looked around, trying to find that one crack she planned to escape through.
Faylne wandered further through the canyons. She just knew that she was close. She had been this way many times before. Looking around, she began to walk a little faster. All she had to do was get out without anyone seeing her.
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Post by faylne on Oct 24, 2010 1:14:46 GMT -6
As she noticed no one was watching, she hurriedly flew off. Her destination? The Pure One's camp. Would she make it? Absolutely not.
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