Melting Spiral

[Edmund]

Edmund chased away a poor Snowy who had stopped in order for rest, but if he didn't follow orders he and the Snowy would be worse off. He landed down onto one of the icicles careful of the sharp points. He had heard that somewhere near here weapons made of ice were made and were far deadlier than any battle claw. Edmund cringed at the idea of the Pure Ones getting hold of them and what they would do.

[Bliss]

Nyren closely watched Edmund, then flew off again to check on his chicks.

[Edmund]

Ed's ear slits caught the sound of rustling feathers, he wilfed slightly. If the High Tyto or anyone else saw him not kill the Snowy, he dreaded the idea. A lone wind ruffled his feathers, his father had told him of this wind, Lonely Wind, yes, Lonely Wind he and this wind were so much alike. He lifted his head to look at the white sky, except there was this one ruddy owl flying. "Oh no" Edmund gasped. What should he do, warn the owl to leave or alert the others? The best he could do was stare at his talons and pretend nothing was happening.