The sun peeked over the dark blue mountains early in the morning. The sky is a beautiful array of water colors that swirled together painting the horizon in blue pink and yellow. The morning was cold compared to the past few morning. It bit into the flesh of all that slept and brought them awake early. The creature of the Homewood are stay quite though, as if they are waiting for it to warm up more before beginning their day. The sky is clear and invites the fowl to take flight but even they are hiding form the coldness this spring morning as given them. An owl lands in a tree and lets out its last "Whooo Whooo" for its day as if to tell the others it is time to start theirs. Quit at first the bird begin to sing their good morning song which awakens the rest of the Homewoods.
Calelha closed her eyes tightly to try to fight the waking morning sun and the creatures songs. But the cold was just to biter and the songs to loud which forces her to wake up. It was not that she did not want to wake up but she was warm all curled up. She knew that the minute she moved the cold air would find the warmth her body had made and take it way from her. Standing up with a shiver she knew it was time to get her day started. Honestly she was surprised her sister had not woken her up. But she was sure her sister had left as quite as she could to left her sleep. It was sweet she thought but Calelha really would have like to say good bye. These days their gift could keep them apart for days and Calelha was still getting used to being with out her other half.
Walking out of her den Calelha looked around and could see that the sky was clear and blue. It was going to be very nice day once the sun warmed the earth. Heading off to the river Calelha wondered what the day would bring for her. She did not have much of a plan for the day but maybe she would come across some mushroom she had not seen before and spend time watching it grow. It was a wonderful past time.
Not far from the river a sound catches Calelha. A bird in a tree is cheaper and flapping it's wings in anger. Not sure what could be the matter, Calelha decides to make sure everything is alright or if the bird might need help with anything.
"This is my home you dumb bird. You can not build your nest here." Another critter said as twigs and grass and feathers fall form the tree above Calelha. "Cheeap Chhhhheeeeaaappp pppeeaa!" "No we can not share the tree I do not need or want a bunch of peeps in my hollow." Calelha watched from below in shock and wonder, was this scuttle really so heartless and mean to kick a nesting bird out of its nest. The tree was more then big enough for both of them.
The bird swoops in and death dive talons out and push the scuttle off the branch. "Awwww!" The scuttle scream as he falls toward the ground. But Calelha leaps into the air and catches the smoky pink spotted scuttle in the air. Without missing a beat or even a thank you the grumpy scuttle turned to the tree he just fell from and yells " Fine your dirty old brid just take my hollow. I hope the mold rots your nest." In an answer the bird brush's the branch and knocks some leaves and dust on to the scuttle and Calelha. " Can not believe I am losing my home to likes of a magpie." The scuttle grumbs as he brushes the dust away. "Well you could have shared the home." Calelha says in her timid sweet sing songs voice. The scuttle turns to face Calelha form her back with a cold scalely eye he said "Have you ever had the pleasure of living with a magpie Miss." he voice still a grumpy tone. Calelha hangs her head "No but I have see many creatures living together in harmany." She was still timid but that did not stop her from trying to convise this grumpy scuttle that peace is possible. The scuttle could see he had hurt the does feelings and even though he was grumpy and ping of heart ache hit him in a way he had not felt in long time. "Ya well...Umm come talk to me when you have." He said a little ashamed of himself.
The was a moment of silence between the two of them before Calelha remembered that she had not interduce herself. "Forgive me my name is Lady Calelha but everyone just calls me Calelha." she smiled brightly at the scuttle even though she knew the brightness would not be returned. "Oh umm my name is Dakotah." he said more under his breath then to her. He did not even really want to tell her that much but she had saved him after all so he decide he could give that much. "Well it is nice to meet you Dakotah. I was heading to the river would you like to go with me?" she asked since he was still on her back and she did not want to be rude and just start moving with no warning.
Signing louder then Calelha knew a scuttle could, Dakotah answers "Sounds as good a plan as any." Calelha felt him settle on her back and began to move back the direction she had come from to the river. "So where will you stay now?" she was to polite not to make small talk as they walked. "I do not know." he said sullenly which pulled at her heart. "Well you are welcome to stay in my den for as long as you would like." she said to the scuttle warmly and unjudging. "Really?" the surprise was clear in his one word reply. Sure he had been more then mean to her and the bird but everyone needs someone in hard times and maybe she could teach him some manners. "Yes of course you can my home is your home." "Well...Okay. But only until I find my own place. I do not need any noul problems to deal with." His grumpy self coming back out but Calelha just shook her head and counited to the river.
They did not talk much for most of the day. Calelha wanted the scuttle to get used to her before asking a bunch of question. And Dakotah did not seem to want to talk much, lost in thought she could only imagen. As darkness fell she made her way back the her and sisters den. Her sister still was not home but this did not worry Calelha any, they both moved around a lot now that they had their gifts. Dakotah found a nice little branch to hang form inside the den and was a sleep before Calelha could ask if he needed anything. Bedding down herself her last thought before sleep came was that some day this Dakotah would be her friend she just knew it.
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