[font=perpetua]The sight of the younger owl's struggle pained him. Since she was being favored by Nyra, he decided to give her a small tip, "Keep your head above your shoulders, try to balance yourself." Senri called from where he perched on the overhang, his dark brown eyes criticizing every movement.
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[font=perpetua][color=black]Senri folded his wings closer to his sides, narrowing them at the others. His distrust in other fighters and owls as a being was slowly growing stronger, though he knew he could trust Nyra. Something wasn't right here.
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ic;; The ginger and white tabby looked around for Trouble, waiting for him to return to Little's den, where she waited. She continuously tried to soothe the kits, while at the same time keeping an eye out for the tom.
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[font=perpetua][color=black]Turning his head to peer back, the male barn owl inwardly let out a sigh. Soon enough, the whole Academy will be consumed by disloyal owls, and then they will take over.
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[font=perpetua][color=black]His gaze flickered to the two female owls ogling at the larger bird, and gazed intensely at the shadow. If ordered, he would put an end to the eagle's flight.