OwlStep's Clan

Fukuro Tribe

Intelligent | Wise | Fierce

"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all."

A loud screech pierced the sky and heavens above, echoing past the drifting clouds and seemingly making even the moon quiver in it's movement across the night sky. Wings blocked what little light could pierce through the canopy, silently beating at the air and ground below as talons grasped onto bark and branch together. Deep brown and black feathers decorated the small creature, illuminated in the light with hints of cream colored downs. Bright steel-grey eyes pierced through the darkness, glowing just faintly as he snapped his beak, cooing softly as the dragons of his tribe padded forward. Two rose to the branches close to him, small enough yet important to be needed there. The larger dragons settled beneath his tree, staring up at him with several different colored eyes from their respected homelands. The owl ruffled his feathers, leaning his head down to prune some extra from his shoulders for a moment before turning to the group and speaking. "Some of you may have met me before, some of you may not have met me at all, but I can guarantee that you all are my children. You are apart of Fukuro Tribe, the Tribe of the Owls, and with that comes the title of family with each and every one of you. Intelligent, Wise, and Fierce, silent in the night and striking from above." He started, wings stretching for a moment before shifting in his spot and settling down as if about to sleep. "However, you all do not need those qualities to be with us. We accept you as who you are and nothing more, nothing less. We are here to help you, take you in when you have nowhere else to go. My name is Keiji, my daughter, Akaashi, takes on my family name. I welcome you all to Fukuro Tribe and with that, I bid you goodnight."

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