Prologue
"It's coming! Its really coming!" cried Nala excitedly as she watched the egg thrash around.
Nala, a female barn owl, praised her lucky stars. her husband, Carlac, was a loyal but fierce mate. they had joined the Pure Ones three years ago, back when Metal Beak was alive. Her husband had been a sublieutenant during the Siege, when Metal Beak had regrouped his soldiers and attacked Ga'hoole. Then, during the Burning, where the Guardians had fought back, they had killed or maimed scores of guardians. it had been bloody, and they had still lost, but Carlac had then been promoted to lieutenant. She also praised the fact that she not only was she a Tyto Alba, but they where like Nyra, Wortmore, and other high ranking Pure Ones. They where Barn Owls, not masked, not sooties, but pure Barn Owls.
"You say its coming? are you sure you aren't going yoicks?" Carlac said.
Yoicks, the owl word for crazy, usually happened when an owl was depraved of certain things.
"Of course not, dear! Have I ever gone yoicks before?"
Of course not, but it's so exciting that we are having a chick now I can hardly believe it!" Carlac said.
Just then, the egg split in half. A tiny, wet thing came out.
Nala stared at the wet blob. Sheer joy coursed through her veins.
"What shall we call him?" Carlac said
"Hurburt. His name should be Hurburt."
"Welcome to the world, Hurburt."