It's a "Guardians of Ga'Hoole" microseries about Soren!
Soren #1 – A Kuneer Streak
"I'll distract them, you two save Digger," instructed Gylfie. Even though she was younger than Soren and Twilight, she was older than Digger, and she had this big sister fondness to protect him. Soren observed the possible scenarios in his head. It could work – they could save the young Burrowing Owlet. But it could backfire too, and Gylfie could die in Digger's place. Soren tried to clear his mind of that thought. Gylfie's smart, she won't allow herself to be killed.
Soren focused his attention on Twilight. The Great Grey Owl was the oldest of the four, and he had his own way of doing things. He was brash, and this concerned Soren. "You know what we have to do here, right Twilight?"
"You can trust me, Soren," Twilight replied to the younger Barn Owl. "Go!" whispered Gylfie, as she spiraled down and landed on the desert sand. Jatt, Jutt, and 47-2 noticed her immediately, but their eyes fooled them. "So we can kill two owlets with one talon, eh?" Jutt grinned devilishly at Jatt. He passed poor Digger to 47-2, trusting the trooper to keep the Burrowing Owlet captive. Jatt started advancing towards Gylfie.
Observing this from above, Twilight gave the signal. "HEY!" he bellowed, smashing into Jatt. "Hold on Mrs Plithiver," Soren yelled to his family's nestmaid snake. He dived towards Jutt, wings spread, talons extended. But 47-2 slammed into him, knocking him into the sand.
"Mrs P, find cover!" Soren grunted, getting up from the ground. Jutt lunged at him. But Soren dodged and locked claws with 47-2 instead. 47-2 headbutted Soren and whirled him below. Soren countered by repositioning himself so that he was above 47-2. They were headed towards a cactus. Soren seized his opportunity and threw 47-2 face-first. 47-2 wasn't even able to gasp when the spikes impaled his head.
Soren swooped and struck Jutt's head. Jutt screamed in pain and tried to shake Soren off, but Soren clenched his talons and that was enough to crush the skull.
Twilight wasn't faring so well. Jatt knew when to jab and when to duck. Letting out a fierce battle cry, Twilight tackled Jatt midair and the both of them plummeted. Soren flew into the fray and hurled Jutt's corpse at Twilight's attacker.
Twilight managed to crash-land safely, but Jatt saw red. Physically and mentally, he saw red. His twin's blood splashed in his face, and enraged by the loss of Jutt, he grabbed Soren by the talons and spun midair until he let go and Soren was sent crashing into the sand. Soren lay winded and weakened. He saw Jatt closing in for the kill. At least Twilight, Gylfie and Digger are still alive, he thought ruefully.
"SOREN!"
Soren turned his head weakly, hearing Digger's voice. It had a devastated feel to it – a loss so crushing, with sadness so great that no young owlet like Digger should ever have felt it. Digger was hiding and sobbing into Twilight's wings. Twilight could only stare with horror at Jatt, seconds away from striking Soren's throat.
"NO!" shouted Gylfie. She was near tears herself. She couldn't look at her best friend, about to be slaughtered before her eyes. Soren had protected her at St Aggie's. He had protected her when they escaped. They had gone through so much together. Soren had done many great things. And what was his reward? He was gonna get butchered by a soldier from St Aggie's.
He was gonna die – and his friends could do nothing.
But just then, a streak of gold lit up the night. Jatt's corpse fell from the sky. It was a Bald Eagle who killed Jatt – and saved Soren. The eagle's name, as The Band would learn soon, was Streak.
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