Yea so it's been several years… I'm really sorry. The last chapter was one I had saved, which is why there are two in a row like this. Several notes to make; 1- It has been a long time, so my writing style has changed a lot; 2- I only vaguely remember where I was going with this story, Like I remember the end but not a lot of stuff in between, so I'm sorry for any contiguity errors. This is probably going to be rushed, I'm not as in love with this story anymore, and don't really want to waste the energy and time on it. I will try to finish it, no promises though because I actually do have a life now.
Max's POV
It was finally Sunday. Although yesterday was fun, I don't think I could handle any more; maybe I'll just sit the next one out… as if that would happen. I drug myself up to breakfast, eating a full plate before heading outside. All of these kids were starting to give me a headache and I really needed some good old me time. Walking into the woods, I quickly headed to the little stream I had found. Jumping over, I headed to my hiding spot, a little overhang that wasn't visible from the other side. In order to see it you had to be on the forbidden side of the stream, which I had no problem with. It was here that I had hidden my treasure, my only sign of a past life. I pulled out a wooden box and opened it to remove its contents. As I held it in my hand, a feeling of nostalgia washed over me, and my heart leapt. Maybe whoever this belonged to could give me answers, could help me to remember who I was. I sighed as I put it back into the box, and began the walk back to the house.
Fang's POV
I needed to fly. If I had to sit one more minute with my wings smashed against my back I was going to go insane. Seeing as it was decently early and the flock was still asleep, I walked out onto my balcony, stripped my jacket off, and dove towards the ground, unfurling my wings as I shot up into the air. As I was flying above the woods, I noticed what looked like a person walking towards the creek. I saw them (them being Max I realized a few seconds later) jump the creek and go over to an odd shaped rock pile. I landed silently in a tree above, watching as Max took out a wooden box from a small crevasse. What she took out of the box nearly made me fall out of the tree. I stared, gaping as she replaced the item and hid the box. The second she was out of earshot, I dropped down, practically shaking as I opened the box and took out Max's secret. I must have stared for about five minutes. It could be expected though, considering I was looking at a rather large, navy blue and black feather. A feather that matched my hair and wings. My feather. In Max's box. My Max's box.
Holy
Fucking
Shit