AUTHORS NOTE: Please, post constructive criticism reveiws on this story, it will help alot, thanks!
And also, most characters in this are either mine, my friends on DeviantART's or Kathryn Lasky's.
The sun was just slipping behind the horizon, as an unusually large barn owl glided through the air of Ambala.
He landed on a branch of an oak tree where a spotted owl was waiting.
"S-Sir, you're early." The spotted owl wilfed to half his size in the presence of the large tyto.
"I'm not very busy today, not much action. Now let's discuss the plan." The large barn owl leaned closer to the spotted owl to hear the plan.
The spotted owl explained the final stages of the plan then fell silent.
The barn owl stood up-right again and smirked. "For once I think your plans going to work, send out a small squadron at midnight. And don't fail me this time." The barn owl spread his wings and flew out into the distance. Leaving the spotted owl to get a squadron together.
The spotted owl left his post and headed toward the barn owl's base in the Barrens.
By midnight he saw the rocky outline of a cave.
Better go and get that squadron he ordered, Thought the spotted owl as he entered the cave, and became consumed by darkness...
"Mum! Mum! Mylse hit me!" Cried a small barn owlet.
"Now, Mylse you know not to play to rough with your little sister." A female barn owl turned to her teenaged son, Mylse.
"He didn't hit her that hard! Ayla only wants attention!" A half-fledged black barn owl squawked. Turning to his mother, Kel.
"But it hurt!" Moaned Ayla, turning away from Mylse with a frown on her heart shaped face.
Coal the black fledgling, was the middle aged one out of his siblings. And different. There were rumours that black barn owls like himself were stronger than other owls, but Coal was weaker than his little sister!
"Now, you three play nice. I'm not tending to any bruises tonight!" Called Kel. Preparing to leave their hollow.
There was a short silence then Mylse piped up, "Mum, where are you heading?"
Kel turned her head almost completely around, as owls do. Then replied, with a soft tone, "I'm going out hunting, and i want all three of you to stay in the hollow until i get back. I'll be back tomorrow at first black. Is that clear?" She spread her wings ready for take-off.
"Oh, and Mylse." She asked.
"Yes mum?" He replied.
"I don't want you trying any branching while I'm out. Ok?" She smiled at her eldest son.
"Oh, fine." Replied Mylse grimly.
Kel finally left the large hollow at the top of an evergreen tree. And dawn was just arriving, as the three owlets watched their mother fly gracefully into the distance...
By the time midday arrived the three owlets were asleep.
Coal, awoke at the sound of talons on the ground, and slowly turned his head to see Mylse walk outside the hollow and hop onto a branch.
Coal carefully stood up and turned to follow Mylse, and when he looked down he saw miles talking to a strange large barn owl.
Then memories in his mind burned like acid.
"Da!"