Wildwing wrote: Jaystep wrote: Wildwing wrote: Jaystep wrote: Wildwing wrote: Jaystep wrote: Wildwing wrote: Jaystep wrote: Wildwing wrote:Fayru looked to Roth and, with a small smile, nodded.
"There is a saying someone close to me used as her own personal motto," she replied, "'When there's a will, there's a way.' So I do believe there is a way this curse can be broken."
He said, 'There might be a way.' I wonder if he already has a lead... But I need more information before a plan can be made.
The female falcon dipped her head.
"Very well. Thank you."
A moment after she fell silent, she tripped over a branch and stumbled forward several steps with a startled cry.
"Whoa there!" Roth spun on his back talon, turning back to see if Fayru was alright. "... Can you walk?"
"Ya... Apologies," Fayru replied after regaining her footing, "I misstep. I'm fine now."
To prove it, she walked forward again, pausing momentarily to let Roth continue forward.
Roth was silent, save for a nod as he continued.
As they traveled further inland, small animals began to show themselves bit by bit. A mouse scurried across the path at one point, and the constant chattering of squirrels and tiny songbirds could be heard through the increasingly tall trees. While the shrubs and small plants stayed the same size, the trees were much larger the closer one got to the center of the island. But for all the ambient forest chatter and whistling of tree leaves, you could always hear the storms high above. The morning fog had rolled away, but the island remained covered with grey clouds.
"We are nearly there." Roth spoke for the first time in many minutes of walking.
Fayru nodded with a small smile.
"What should I expect upon arriving at the settlement?" she then asked, "What are the other birds like? Will they take kindly to a new face, as you have?"
Roth did not turn as he answered, somberly keeping forward. "Uh... no. No, there are no other birds at the Settlement. Or the whole island, for that matter. They left when the Songheart did."
Well that's awkward XD)
Fayru blinked in surprise, taking that in and also making a note of 'Songheart' for later.
"Is that so... Then does that make you the only inhabitant of this island, besides the prey animals?"
"By now I expect so, yes. There were others, but they eventually left as well. I chose to stay.... a mistake I learned to regret when the storms came. It's been nearly four seasons now since the winds came, and they have yet to stop. I've found what I think is the answer... but I can't get to it alone."
Roth paused just in front of a wall of vines, turning to face Fayru. "I don't think it was mistake that you were sent here. The last time a Falcon washed up on these shores we were saved... I'm hoping now you can save me."
(You're kind of quiet today. Is everything okay?)
Fayru stopped behind Roth as she listened to his words in interest. When he turned to face her, she met his eyes, barely looking away now. After a moment, she dipped her head with a small smile.
"I will see what I can do," she replied. "...That other falcon... Were they the 'Songheart' you mentioned before?"
Roth nodded as he started to push away the vines. "One of them, yes. Songheart is a title, given to our leader. The Council had it's Kings and Queens, wolves have their Alphas... and we have Songhearts. An unusual name for newcomers, I know... he said the same thing. And no, they aren't required to sing. They're named after the bird who founded our Roost. We hadn't had one in a while before the last ... we ... some of us ... well, we had different system. It didn't work. Then he came, proved himself, we had a leader again ... and then they left. This is all that remains now..."
As he pushed his way through the thick vines, Roth held them aside for Fayru as they entered the thicket. Just as any Roost, this settlement was assembled in the trees above the thicket they had made their way into. The ground sloped down to a stream that ran through the trees. Just above the two birds were several dens, constructed into the sides of the high tree trunks. The treehouses had many interwoven branch-bridges that connected each one at different points, and many had ropes of vine out to climb up, and some even had stairs carved into the tree to reach the dens.
There was damage evident in several of the tree-dens, either from dilapidation or some sort of attack. One tree had fallen onto another beside it, the two dens lay crushed together, half of them on the ground far below. In the very center of the Roost it was open, saved for a large tree stump pushed against the side of the vine walls. It was a meeting area where the leader could announce and call, now overgrown with shrubs, it was almost hidden away. There were scorch marks littering several of the trees, though most of the bark had begun to grow back.
In the farthest corner from Fayru and Roth, a pile of grey, ashen tinder lay decomposing in the sun. What had once been some kind of large structure had clearly burned down, leaving only a pile of burned and rotted wood.