AN: once again I amaze myself by posting this so fast. But here it is. This is the preview of the first book of (a probable) Trilogy of an owl who is part of the Pure Ones. I'm planning to name the book Pure Blood. But that isn't set yet. I'm a little iffy on that.

Shizriu was tired. The light of dawn was bright. He hated the old owl who posted him here. Crows never got close enough to be a problem so he didn't have to worry about being mobbed by crows.

He was on guard duty by direct orders of Metal Beak. In Shizriu's eyes, the old owl was weak. All he spoke of was "revenge". And of the Guardians, especially Lyze of Kiel.

Shizriu could care less of revenge. If he were in charge, they wouldn't be waiting to spring a trap on the Guardians, who had no idea the Pure Ones existed. He would lead them to battle and catch them off guard.

But it didn't matter. All that mattered was doing what Metal Beak told him, because Nyra commanded him to. He felt grateful to Nyra for rescuing him the night he came to St. Aggies.

He did everything she commanded of him, and he obeyed her every whim. She took a liking to him when he had shown his blood thirst the first day he arrived.

Soon, Nyra came to Jake. He stood straighter, at attention, on the perch he took as an outpost. Nyra's piercing blue eyes looked him over, and she chuckled. "At ease, Shizriu."

Shizriu looked at Nyra and asked, "I take it you have a new assignment for me from the old owl?" Nyra chuckled again then scoffed, "I thought I told you to try and at least show respect for him around me." Nyra scolded.

He quickly apologized and Nyra then continued, "Yes and no. Yes, I have a new objective for you. But once again we are keeping this a secret from Metal Beak."

Shizriu loved the missions Nyra gave Shizriu, especially when they were behind the old owl's back. He smirked and Nyra continued to indulge further, "You will find and kill an eagle that has been bothersome to the Pure Ones. He has stopped many of our owls from "helping" the orphaned owlets."

Shizriu nodded his head and asked, "Where is this eagle?" Nyra then said, "Not far from here. He isn't too smart. He comes way too close to our boundaries. Though he never gets close enough for our soldiers to catch him. So I need you to find him."

So Shizriu took to the sky, his Battle Claws flashing menacingly in the light of the dawn. As he left, he didn't know that he passed over a big band of owls on their way to St. Aggies. He would find this out later. Now, he was off to please Nyra.