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Haerya shook herself, tested herself, then allowed herself to fall forward, wind catching under her wings and allowing her to glide effortlessly out over the open sea. The wind almost instantly battered her, moreso than she was accustomed, so she allowed it to push her back around, the momentum increasing her speed significantly.
She swooped by the two puffins, only breifly looking to them. She powered her wings, using her knowledge of previous visits, to angle her wings to give herself extra momentum to fight the powerful winds over the sea. Her tailfeathers held steady and eyes nearly shut to pretect them from the harsh salty-wind.
 Wingy stared at the owl. She looked at them and then continued to fly on. "Hey Miss Owliekins, where is this Gahooley place? Are we in the right Moving Airs?" She asked in the best intelligent voice she could make.
  Lilya sighed. "I don't know.. the guards were found dead on the island of Hoole and Star was gone. Boron and Baran sent trackers after her but I doubt they can get to her before she finds the Pure Ones and joins with them again. I think we should go after her, we should take some battle claws and follow her."
  Star continued to fly on, hardly flying silently. She beat her wings even harder, trying to go faster.
Beaky did another little loop and nearly fell to his death. "Yesyes are we in the right moving airs? We need to find the ga-de-ons so we can tell them.. Uh.. What were we telling them again?" He tried to put on his best 'thinking hard' face and only made it look like he was constipated.Â
Am'gthar ripped a small chunk off bark off the wall in frustration. "You know we'll probably be punished though! I don't think Bubo approves of owls just randomly stealing armor without explantation and running off.." She thought for a moment, then replied quietly. "We should go anyway. We can't let her get away- not after the chaos she has caused to our tree!"Â
Wingy blinked very slowly. "Uhhhh we were going to tell them about Moonbutt and Metalbutt right? Uhh uhh hm uh um. And go see the wonderful King Moron." She saw a Masked Owl and screeched, "Look at that! She's covered in red stuffs, that stuffs that comes out of us when we feel the owies! Miss Owliekins!" Star glared at Wingy and clenched her talons. "What do you want, you filthy wet-pooper?" Wingy went silent, "Uh.. hi."
Lilya churred, "Yes! If we don't then who will?" She turned her head to look outside. "We should wait, wait until day time when everyone is sleeping so we won't be caught."
Beaky giggled at the mention of 'wet poopers.' He had absolutely no idea what that meant, but it sounded funny. "Hey are you a Ga-de-on? Do you know how to get to ga'hooley? Oh oh! Watch what I can do!" He flapped his stubby wings as hard as he could muster and sort of flop-flew a short distance away, squealing and making horrid little puffin sounds that grated on the ears of any owl unfortunate enough to hear. He suddenly veered off course, and accidentally smashed his empty puffin head straight into Star's helmet.Â
Am'gthar grabbed a small mouseleather bag in with her talons. "That sounds good. If we leave and come back before nightfall, they might never even know we're gone! Now.. Shall we do a little spying to see what the parliament is up to?" Her opal eyes gleamed with excitement and a little mischievousness.Â
Star hissed at the annoying puffin. "Get off of me you impure idiot!" She clenched her talons. "I'll kill you if you-" she paused. What if she sent these things to the Tree? Then the whole tree will be distracted and the Pure Ones could recover. "I will show you the way to uh Gahooley and the... Ga-de-ons. You keep going this direction," she pointed her wing tip to the direction from which she came. "You'll find it eventually."
Wingy giggled, which sounded like a weird gurgle. "Thank ya owliekins! Come on Beaky, we have some ga-de-ons to see!"Â
Lilya nodded, "Yes! Of course! Maybe they're planning some attack raid, to the roots!"Â