- Jul 24, 2022
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( ♬ ) On average, the common songbird ventures out of their mothers nest as young as eight days old. Their parents provide food and shelter for them and they flutter away when the time comes. Starling and her parents never quite got along as a "parent and daughter" relationship, instead a formal mentor and apprentice type. She did not mind it, it was how she was raised; she came out of it with a shell she wouldn't let go of so easily. She had grown up being told about the marsh and pine group and when her parents told her there had been a battle and they'd split, Starling had gone on her way. Thunderclan, it was the strongest sounding name, the coolest, a new start.
The young girl would be lying if she said she wasn't a bit excited, a fresh start was all she needed. She arrives in to a forest and theres something in her gut that tells her this is it, this is where she needs to be. She carries a small bird in her mouth, a peace offering and she sets it down besides her paws as she seats herself. "Starling, daughter of Star and Cosmos. I wish to join your group." she announces and thus would begin her wait with a head held high and a glint of confidence in her eyes. Nothing would stop her now.
( HEY KIDS ; INTO DUST TOGETHER )The young girl would be lying if she said she wasn't a bit excited, a fresh start was all she needed. She arrives in to a forest and theres something in her gut that tells her this is it, this is where she needs to be. She carries a small bird in her mouth, a peace offering and she sets it down besides her paws as she seats herself. "Starling, daughter of Star and Cosmos. I wish to join your group." she announces and thus would begin her wait with a head held high and a glint of confidence in her eyes. Nothing would stop her now.