Flint

Flint. He is innocent. Trust me. (Or, I think he is)





















Flint. Male Great Horned Owl. He is darker, which gives him his name. He is a warrior, but not so much a flier. He has noisy flight because he taught himself to fly and his feathers are a bit burned from a forest fire in his home forest. They caused damage and now, he is a horrible flier because of that. He tries to keep up with The Clan, but often has help from Dawn or Frostbite. He is known as the warrior of The Clan.



The Story of Flint
The Warrior of The Clan

Flint's life begins in a hollow in the forests of Ambala. He hatched later then most chicks, but he grew faster, and ended growth faster than normal chicks as well.
Flint looked up and looked out his hollow, he was dazzled by the lovely lights of the sunset. Firey orange, mixes with a pink and a lavander, and sometimes, before a storm, a lovely blood-red.
Flint stuck his head out and the wind blew his newly-fledged faceial feathers, as black as ash. And he caught something on the wind. It smelled like smoke. He looked over and saw a tree, glowing orange with black air coming from it. His tufts shot up alertly and he hooted to his parents, "Fire!" His parents rustled awake and looked at their son. His father, named Tratan looked at him, and yawned, "Did you say fire, Flint?" Flint nodded, "The tree nearby is glowing with flames! We must get out before it-" He stopped and screeched and the hollow filled with smoke and flames flickered in the enterence.
He flapped his wings and ran to the enterence and he flew up flames licking after him. He stumbled in flight and looked at his wings, sodden with ash and some of the feathers burning away. He dropped lower and lower... and being a new flier he didn't know how to react. He falpped madly and brought himself high enough to escape the flames and smoke and almost went yeep as he saw a little female Northern Saw-Whet owl, barely fledged, lying on the ground cold. He swopped down and grabbed her and tried to support the extra weight in his flight.
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Flint landed once he left the forest fire and panted and rested, happy the chick didn't awake.
After a few hours passed, he grabbed the chick and flew up again, stumbling by his burnt wings.
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As the chick awoken, then they slowly became friends and then they met Dawn, the proclaimed leader of their group. And slowly, the others became more visible.
He always was best friends with Frostbite, who helps him fly in difficult storms.














Yes I know, that was pretty god-darn short XD