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A cold breeze ruffled the feathers of an unmoving dark mass. Eyes blinked silently in the dark, as they watched for anything that could be a threat, danger, or predator to the group of owls that nested in the canyon lands.

There were quiet churrs, screeches, and claws clinking as young owls practiced their brutal fighting skills below, which they would use twice as brutally on the battlefield. With that group was a Greater Sooty Owl, watching from a crack in the Cliffside. Her eyes wide with excitement as she watched the pair on the wing, clawing and slashing until one fell injured, too weak to carry on. The other landed and received a churr from the trainer, but the fight didn't stop then as the young owl walked towards his injured component, his metal claws clinking as he walked against the rough rock.

The owl raised into the air, coming down into a kill spiral, blood splashing against the dim background as the life fleeted from the other owls black gaze. Screeches of victory rose from the larger, and stronger victor, the others joining in heartily.

True, training here was brutal, but it was what made them the strong, merciless soldiers when it really mattered.

The sooty got shoved away from the ledge by a wing. "You could have fallen how close you were standing Thalia!" The broody scolded as she went back to the nest with three eggs in it, ruffling her feathers as she sat on them. These would hatch just as Thalia was leaving, as the Pure Ones planned perfectly to keep eggs and chicks in plentiful supply. With the kind of training they would have to endure, they needed plenty of backups.

Thalia groaned as she looked to the ledge. "When will I be out there?" She complained as she put on her pair of fake battle claws, the tips too dull to inflict much damage. They were from some colliers that specialized in small talon owls, not knowing they were being given to owlets to practice with.

She sliced at the cliff side as she watched sparks fly off of them, growing the tips even duller. Her broody churred. "You will be out there in a day." The Broody purred as she moved around the white eggs underneath her layers of feathers that would keep them warm until their hatching date.

Thalia looked to her wingtips, she would be starting off in a branching class, but be working her way up in the classes as she became a better flier. That wasn't the only place she planned on working her way up through, she wanted to become a High Rank. Which seemed impossible and out of reach to many, as she was a lower purity species of Barn Owl, but she didn't plan on stopping until she got there, not caring who she hurt. Her gaze turned cold as she looked to the outside world.

Her head swiveled to look at her Broody, who had fallen asleep. "It's now or never." She whispered quietly as she stepped onto the ledge. The practice had broken up, and now most other owls would be off doing their jobs. She felt the winds ruffle her feathers, which still had some down stuck to them. She took a deep breath before she launched herself from her hollow. Her wings stretched as she tried to navigate. She felt her wings start shaking, but she looked to a nearby ledge. She flapped her wings desperately as she tried to reach that rocky safe haven. Her gaze determined as she became nearer, but she was starting to fall out of the air, faster than she could flap. She screeched as she reached out her talons, barely managing to grab a hold of a wind-swept bush that, much like her, was gripping to the cliff side for dear life. She looked below her, the ground having been closer than where her nest was. She shuddered as she saw a broken body beneath her, her head tilting as she picked sounds of gentle scratches above her, signaling another nest. This owlet looked younger than her, which probably tried the same stunt that she had pulled, but hadn't been as fortunate as her.

She looked to a safer looking rock jutting out from the side, and she pushed off again, flapping noisily as she reached out her talons, landing on an even smaller and dangerous place than that bush. She breathed heavily as she shifted her talons on the small protruding ledge.

Her feathers ruffled as she pushed off again, her eyes widening as she saw how close the boulder was, but still too far as she felt herself lose control of her wings again. She growled as she saw another ledge, her wings flapping as she tried to get there. She landed on another ledge, thanking that she had taken the battle claws off near the hollow ledge.

This patch of the canyon was where the branching owls, broodies, and owlets lived. It was perfect as an extraordinary amount of ledges made this run of canyon safer for branching, even if every couple of clutches an owlet couldn't quite find a safe spot, much like the one that she had seen, that lived in a higher nest than Thalia did.

Thalia shoved off again, doing this several times until she landed on her sought after destination. She screeched in victory, snapping her beak shut quickly. 'I shouldn't have done that! It'll wake my broody!' She blinked as she frantically looked for a place to hide from the sharp gaze of her broody. She found a crack in the side that was too small for a nest, but hopefully just big enough for her. She lunged off, flapping her wings desperately as she kept on landing and moving off again. Landing nearby her hiding spot, she forced herself to wilf so she could fit as it made a snug fit. She shuffled inside, holding her breath as a flap of wings flew by, noticing the speckles of her 'caretaker'. She sighed as she flew past her hiding spot. She peeked out to see her flying farther down the nest canyons, the echoes must have made it hard to pinpoint where the original screech came from. She rose into the air, moving from ledge to ledge, and finally working her way up to her nest. She slipped inside just in time as her broody came in behind her.

"Was that you?" Brood snapped as she lashed out towards Thalia. Thalia's eyes widened as she dodged. 'Now I know why she was made a broody, it was because she is a wet pooper when it comes to fighting.' She churred in her mind as she opened her beak to talk.

"I was here the whole time, I was hiding in the corner of the nest. You must not have seen me." She said with a fake smile.

Brood shook her head. "I swear to Glaux, it sounded like you." She uttered as she looked at Thalia like she was going crazy.

She churred. "You're just tired Brood, you need some rest." She purred as she guided her broody to the nest. Brood nodded as she laid down, closing her eyes.

Thalia smirked as she perched on a small ledge in the hollow, perfect for older owlets. She closed her eyes. 'Easily gulliable Brood.' She churred in her head one final time before finally falling asleep.