Ok soooo I am extremely bored and so here it is. It is a continuation of the sinfully flufftastic story by ImmortalDragon2 so adieu.
While Soren was bringing the small youngling to the healing chaw, Gylfie and ezylryb were submitting their reports to Boron and Baron.
"While flying in an unknown region through an ice storm we came across a seemingly abandoned youngling, a quick field diagnostic showed the youngling to be at least 2 years old but still the size of a hatching.'Gylfie reported with a sigh, she hated rescues like these. At east they had taken care of her and Soren at st. Aggies the prospects where starting to lean toward abandonment.
The entire council hollow tensed, no one liked hearing such stories. Finally Baron asked the question on everybody's minds "What type of owl is the youngling?' the small reply of snowy made feathers instantly ruffle. every owl knew of how every time their monarchs tried for chicks unforeseen circumstances had resulted in untimely deaths. Gylfie had heard stories with everything from assassins to a bad case of tuberculosis, their unfortunate luck had made them extremely protective of chicks of all breeds especially their own.
Boron clacked her beak, determined and shrieked before any one else could stake a claim. "Baron and I are taking the chick in and that is final."
all heads turned when a small voice quivered out,"Really?"
AN:) all idea and credit go to immortaldragon2 I own nothing.