This is based on the two characters of the Role-playing community on Facebook. Please enjoy, Kadaan, Aryn, this story is based on your character and thank you for the inspiration in making this.
In the time of war when Coryn was still at the Ga'Hoole Tree Nyra found a hatchling and took her. She knew an enchantment that would turn her into a hagsfiend. Nyra cast the spell to the young hatchling and it worked. The young owl was now a hagsfiend but retains the form of a Barn Owl. Nyra was surprised that the spell worked. The owlet's spirit fought the nachtmagen and turned her into a red Barn Owl. But soon she abandoned the hatchling and an owl named, Wesley found her. Wesley brought the hatchling back to his mate at their hollow. The two couples named her Aryn. Aryn grew up into a lovely. Her foster parents loved her so much. One night the Pure Ones came to take Aryn but her parents saved her thus killing themselves. Aryn was very sad to see her parents die, that every night she wonders that what if she fought the Pure Ones instead of her parents? Nights had already passed and Aryn was all alone until a fierce fire lit the forest, she quickly flew away from her hollow until she saw some owls dove to the fire and caught some coals in midair. Aryn couldn't believe that those owls were courageous. One owl saw her and talked to her.
The owl lighted down near her while covering his beak with his wing "Come on, young'un! There's no time to waste!" the Barn Owl said
Aryn was scared of the owl that she couldn't move "W-who are you?" Aryn asked
the owl stepped forward "My name is, Soren. I'm a Guardian of Ga'Hoole. Now come on, young'un!"
Aryn looked closely at Soren "You are not evil are you?"
Soren kept looking at his back "Yes, I'm not evil. Come on." Aryn nodded and Soren grabed her with his talons and flew away from the forest fire
Bubo spotted Soren as he lightens down with the young owlet clutched in his talons "Is she okay, lad?"
Soren checks Aryn but only sees her asleep "I think she'll be alright." Soren smiled
The owls of Ga'Hoole now flew above the Sea of Hoolemere towards the Great Ga'Hoole Tree. A Snowy Owl was perched up high. The Snowy Owl's name is Harfang. He feels the wings beats of the brave chaws who flew to the forest fire. A heart beat unfamiliar to was heard by Harfang. It was a heartbeat of Aryn. As the young owlet rest at the infirmary Harfang walked inside and tries to welcome Aryn.
Aryn turned her head at the Snowy "Who are you?"
"I am Harfang. A well known resident here at the Ga'Hoole Tree." Harfang smiled
Aryn shrugged "I don't know if anyone would like me here, Mr. Harfang."
Harfang churred softly "No formalities, young'un. You can just call me Harfang."
"Da said that it is polite to be formal around older owls." Aryn said
Harfang was amazed at Aryn's right manners "Well, I can't complain there but just call me Harfang. I feel old if I hear the word 'mister'."
Aryn smiled and churred softly "Alright, Harfang."
Harfang smiled "Young'un. I can tell that this is going to be a good friendship. I will teach you the how we Ga'Hoolian owls learn. I will take care of you as you are my own." Aryn smiled as Harfang said those kind words
To Be Continued...
I know that this story is a bit altered. I hope you guys liked it.