Owl

Name: Owl| Gender: Male| BioStatus:Omega| SocialStatus: #6-Subordinate| Scent: Cottonwood&lavender| Other Info-Hyperesthesia (Heightened senses)

(The Present)

(The Past)

 Owl remembers his mother. His birth mother that is. He remembers her rough patchy fur and the smell of distress that always clung to it. He remembers finally opening his eyes to her look of hatred and disgust. He remembers the day she'd had enough of them, tearing apart his siblings and scarfing them down like mice. He remembers her last look towards him, vengeful and full of spite, as she left him for dead in the bloody mess that was his siblings remains. Owl remembers everything, including the barn owl that found him, after swooping down to scavenge the remains. This owl, Lay-Luna or mum, as he'd soon come to call her, took pity on him and decided to rear him herself. Now, being raised by a bird is a little different than being raised by a wolf, but looking back at his puphood Owl thinks he turned out alright.

 The flight to Lay-Luna's barn, deep in human territory, was absolutely terrifying. Owl's eyes hadn't even opened yet but he could sense how high they were, could feel the wind lashing at his tiny frame, could smell farm and human scent as they drew closer to the barn.