The Morning peace

[Feather]

It was a few hours after dawn, the sun smoothed the sky with its strange blue colours and white fluffy demented looking bright stuff. Claymore sat on his bottom staring at various of objects for long moments, the only time when he gets to sit alone and think properly before a long day of fear. A while ago was the moon blinking routine, when he marches scared, then sleeps for a while. Waking up dead-scared from the loud noises of owls around him yelling their names he would burst into a loud screech literally weeping and crying out his real name. After the night it leaves him tired but the brightness keeps his eyes open and the cool breeze keeps his body from being tired.

Claymore sighed his relief of that being over, he would he late for his work that day but when he got back he would find everyone happy that he was late and groopy when he was there. But, he didn't want to go that day, he felt like sitting on the ground all day staring up at the sky doing nothing at all but enjoying the silence. Where he sat was hidden in shadows but the sky could be seen well in his burrow-like hole, the pit guardians wouldn't be able to find him if they want to find him. It was a perfect hiding place especially that his feather are black but owls smaller than the large Bit Guardians would be able to see him better in the hiding place and his purpleness. Claymore but all that behind him and wooted merrily as he relaxed for the first time in a while.

[Skein]

Steel ran in. It was quite peaceful here. He looked around and ran towards one of his holes. right beside it, he say another hole, with a little owl in it. "Why hello!"

[Feather]

Claymore's phobia just kicked in, right at a time he didn't need it. Immediately he hear the unexpected greetings of another owl he jumped smacking his head on the top of the hole but that was the least of his worries so far. Pressing his entire body ageist the back of the hole ever feather on his body pushing back as well. A shrieking and terrifying cry suddenly erupted from him. His heart beat pounded in him and his black eyes closed.

[Skein]

Steel started to panic alittle. "No no!!! dont scream! I'm not the Guard!!! now move over... I need to dig alittle.
He started digging the hole bugger, but kept the enterance small. whould you please go yarp a pellet and shut up!?" Steel said as he covered the hoe with a thin slab of clay. "that should do it. and o yea, dont talk."

[Feather]

Movement, it was happening fast right in front of him. Claymore's Kinesophobia was acting up again! No owl has been this close to him, and moving! The owl built dirt together making the entrance smaller and smaller, until the dirts walls around him seemed smaller and the air thinner. Claymore, like many other owls, had Claustrophobia. Specs of dirt rubbed in between his feathers and smeared on his face as the owl dug. Claymore, also, had Rupophobia. The fear of movement, small spaces, and dirt sent ever feather on his body spiked up. His orange beak was still open with a quieter screams that became more of a pitiful cry. The feathers flatted and wings dangled from him, he cried and sobbed until he was curled up in the back, bottom up, and wings over his head shaking with fear of his next phobia.

[Skein]

"Would you please put a mouse in it? you... wait.. your Claustrobic arn't you little one? then I might as well make this small hole bigger.
Steel continued to dig farther in, so they were not touching. he aslo made a few little holes so fresh air came in.
"dont cry now, your be safe. your with a friend now.

[Feather]

He was now rolled up into a small ball of black feathers. Everything around him haunted him and now he was too scared to continue screaming. He was shaking madly and silently crying. Who was he? Claymore wanted to know why someone had gotten near him, too close to him in such a confined area. But the owl said he was safe. Claymore liked to be safe he did have Agoraphobia after all, the fear of leaving safe places. The though that he didn't know any owl and yet this one called himself Claymore's friend. He didn't have any friend! He was frightened now with his Xenophobia. He remained frozen in his spot as a ball of feathers shaking madly and being deathly scared.

[Skein]

Steel looked at this owl. something other than Claustrobia was happening. he continued to dig, but slower, and it ended up looking like a mini ground hallow. they were no longer touching, and had a good 2 wing span between themselfs.
Steel was pleased. he had a nice thing for digging. never really hurt him.
now Steel had another problem. this small owl. it was now in a tight black ball.
"I'm sorry for rushing in on you. my name is Steel. I dont want to cause you any harm. infact I want to help you if anything. said Steel softly, as if he was talking to a chick.

[Skein]

Steel looked out a small crack to look out. a guard was flying around, and they were checking every pit. they will find this hidout soon, we need to get to another one. he thought as he started to get ready jump.

the guard look as if he was about to come it. no or never the thought as he kicked the dirt "door" open and grabbed the little owl and he started to run/fly holding onto this bird with one talon draging, and wings flapping wildly.
he has just learned how to fly and wasnt really good, so he tried to be quiet, and flew to a pit where a guard just left. the little owl gave alittle yelp. and it didnt seem to be heard by anyone. they hid alittle of of the pit, in a small ditch-like place, waiting. guess thats all I do, wait he thought as he started calming the little owl.


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