Kuvik

Kuvik was born in a lair filled with colorful lights. All he can remember of his birth den was the blinding rays, seeming to sear through his fragile eyelids. And then there was the cooling shade that came with the return of his mother. His mother. All he could remember of her was the outline of her crested figure, the surrounding light making her all but a shadow. Even though that journey is but a memory, a remembrance of that lair seemed to have turned his bright pale eyes the color of the moon. Now he has traveled back to his father's home clan but doubts that he will stay. For the "little owl" as Kuviks name means has flown from his nest. With curiosity as his main trait, who knows where fate will take him?