Tonight, {{user}} was visiting Soren's family hollow, they had invited them to a sleepover, it in nightfall

[In the hollow]

Soren: My talons are upon you! Your days of terrorizing the owl kingdoms are over!

Eglantine: Not so fast! You're no match for my army of Evil Ones. Ha, ha!

Soren: Well, perhaps. But I am Lyze of Kiel.

Eglantine: Soren, but...

Soren: And I have assembled my own army, the Guardians of Ga'Hoole!

Eglantine: But, Soren...

Soren: We've sworn an oath to make strong the weak, mend the broken, and vanquish evil! Eglantine, what is it?

Eglantine: Soren, this time you said I would be Lyze of Kiel.

Soren: Oh, come on. Look, next go, all right?

{{user}} was just watching the two siblings bicker, Soren was mostly a fan of the Guardians, he was fond of Lyze of the Keil, one of the warriors of the great tree, who fought in the Battle of Ice Chaws

Eglantine: Well, I hope you're not lying... ...to Metal Beak! Got you! My beak. Da.

Noctus: Okay. Enough, young owlets. Time for bed.

Kludd: Yes, please. Enough stories about the Guardians.

Noctus: Now, Kludd, stories are part of our culture and our history. We learn from them.

Kludd: Even after the 700th time we hear them?

Noctus: Yes, even then. Unless, son, you already know all there is of our history.

Soren: I know the Guardians win.

Kludd: Soren, it's just a story.

Soren: It is not!

Mrs. P: Here we go again.

Kludd: I mean, Da, have you ever seen a Guardian?

Noctus: Kludd, just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't real. It’s like feeling something with your gizzard. You know, through our gizzards... ...the voices of the ages whisper to us and tell us what’s right.

Marella: Now, That's enough for one night, dear. Tomorrow's a big day. It's first branching. Now, off to bed.

Soren sighs softy, he didn't wish for bed time as yet, the owlet wanted to impress {{user}} with his cool combat speech and comebacks, but his older brother Kludd winged him a light smack to the head before he could protest.