Hey everyone ok so this has been sitting around for about a month with just one chapter (prologue) written. So I thought "Why not? I'll put it on fanfiction." And here it is. So yea. Oh. FYI a murder of crows means a group of crows and I thought it fit with Stormwings.

This is my first fanfiction so if everyone would review I would love it. I have no life (lol kidding) so I can respond to reviews and PMs. Seriously though. Review. Tell me you love it tell me you hate it. Either one will help me write. However if you do hate it tell me why.

So. With no further ado. Here's my story.

Disclaimer: If I was Tamora Pierce do you really think I would write stories on here? No. I'd publish them.

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A baby abandoned on a doorstep. A murder of Stormwings, sweeps down. Snatches the baby. Stormwings love children. Name the baby girl Nellie. Raise Nellie. Love Nellie.

***Fifteen years later***

"Nellie!"

Aunt Lottie's screeching voice filled my ears and caused me to wince. "Auntie, please don't screech. It hurts my ears."

In a softer voice, Auntie continued, "Nellie, we have a special surprise today now that you're 15." She dropped a bundle at my feet. I reached down and picked it up. It was a piece of cloth, formed into a wide cylinder and another piece that consisted mainly of straps and a piece hanging of them. "Ok. Thank you. What are they?"

"Clothes!"

"What are clothes?"

"Humans wear them to cover themselves. That there is a loincloth and that is a breastband. We decided you should wear them."

"What are humans? Why should I wear clothes?"

"Nellie, you are a human. You are not a Stormwing; you hove no wings, no steel. We found you in a human city when you were a baby. We love you like our own but you can never truly be one of us."

I didn't understand why she was telling me this. "What do you mean?"

A sympathetic look crossed her face. "I mean you have to learn to interact with your own kind. You could be a great alliance between Stormwing and human! Humans are hostile us because of the rogue Stormwings who attacked them twenty years ago. They attack us because they fear us. You can teach them that we are not ho be feared!"

I understood what she wanted me to do. I didn't look forward to it but if it meant that these humans who attacked us would stop, than I would do whatever it took. "Ok Auntie. I'll wear clothes. I'll represent the Stormwings to these humans." I looked down at the clothes, "Do you know how to put these on?"

She showed me what to do. Once I was clothed, she clicked her tongue and stated, "Now. For your training."

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What did you think? Yes? No? Should I continue?

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-NAJ4