1. The Lonsome Beginning


I was born into a small clan of eyries, one said to wield certain abilities. I'm sure Ozzie's has become obvious by now, having the ability to manipulate the waves as he pleases, or doesn't please. He hasn't quite gotten it all figured out yet. My mother, the lead female, had the ability to control the fruit that grew. She could make any kind of fruit grow in an instant any time she pleased, and it was an amazing thing to watch. Not to mention the fact that no one in the clan ever went hungry. My father, the leader, had one of the most frightening abilities I've even seen; he could make fire sprout from the earth. He'd usually leave a trail of desolation behind him, although it did come in handy on cold winter nights. When he was angry was the most frightening, especially knowing the fact that he could strike you down right then and there if he wanted. Mine is…uhh…well, I haven't exactly found mine yet; I do rather enjoy painting though.

When I was born, everyone was ecstatic that there was a child in the lead family of the clan. I was firstborn of course, so they were relieved that they would have someone to lead them after their current leaders passed on. Everyone thought I was lovely, especially my eyes and speckles. I grew up in bliss, happily awaiting the time when my ability would be revealed to me.

I started growing wary around a year old though, as most young eyries had found their strength by now. The elders and my parents were growing impatient as well; how were they to use a leader that didn't have one of our clan's prized abilities? The other children started acting strange around me, like I wasn't worthy to play with them. My father also came to have an extremely quick temper with me, as if the fact that my ability hadn't come in was my fault.

So, of course everyone was ecstatic when Ozzie was born. They didn't care that he had a large tail instead of two back legs. They all said that he was cuter than the first, and obviously must have an ability; going on his appearance. Sure enough, it was proven within three months of his birth. He nearly wiped out half of the clan, but no one cared. One of the leaders had a useful child. In turn, I was forgotten; shunned. No one cared about me now that they had someone to guide them once their current leaders got old, so I left.

2. Reunited

3. Raid

4. Content At Last

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