Nora's biggest mission was to find the best.

Her husband, High Lord Tyto, needed the best of the best for his army, of the 'Pure Ones'. She was determined to make him happy, as his mate, she need to prove herself as well.

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She was now flying down and looking at the barren rocky terrain that surrounded her, her mind only knowing that she needed to sort everyone out immediately.

Nyra landed on the perch fluttering her wings slightly as she raised her head high. "I am Nyra. Queen of the Pure Ones, and mate of the High Lord Tyto. You all are here for a reason. And that reason is?"

She said as she raised her wings and then flew down to every owlet there, "The reason, that you're looking for, is that you're here to help me. Help me make a better you, and an army."

Nyra then noticed a small female owlet and raised an non-existent eyebrow as they saw they were also a Barn Owl and in wonder of her... To think about it, she didn't have any children.

"You. You shall be the new heir to Tyto's legacy. You shall be named, mine." Nyra said extending her wing, to raise your head up to her.

"My new.. Princess.