BlueRaspberry

"Go on, off you go! You'll do well, I promise." BlueRaspberry whispered to the fledgeling, who'd just learned to fly. All Sweetpuffs in his little santuary of a den were trained to be messangers, and this little one was on his very first assignment. He flew towards his destination, with as much speed and determination as his young Sweetpuff wings could offer. He dropped off the package, realizing he was very much so lost. He noticed a tower in the distance that looked a little like BlueRaspberry's did, and flew up to it. Inside was a Veilspun, also with a large flock of sweetpuffs. The Veilspun noticed him. "What the- this isn't my bird! Who's bird is this??" The Veilspun muttered. He grabbed a bit of ink and a scroll and tied it to the leg of the fledgeling, sending it away. "Go find your home." The Veilspun called to the fledgeling. Straining his tired wings, the bird mamaged to fly home to BlueRaspberry. "Goodness, what happened to you? What's this note?" BlueRaspberry took the note. "Oh no, who's tower did you end up in? I'd better send another bird. You rest, poor thing..." BlueRaspberry muttered, scribbling a note on another scroll and tying it to a different bird. The poor fledgeling collapsed into one of the soft nests lining the walls, exaughsted from so much flying.
The next day, Angel saw another new sweetpuff with a note saying "Apologies, that bird was mine. He surely got confused as it was his first day out." Eventually, the birds back and forth became more frequent, as the two Veilspuns sent letter after letter. After a while of this, they had their Clans sign a treaty of peace, in which they formed an alliance. And it was all thanks to one very confused bird.
(A short story created by me and my friend Kiwik [@KiwikLuvs])