Thinking about DOOM

Madam Spear smiled. "I just hear from Myotis that Melody and Veil's nestling was born a couple weeks ago," Spear hooted. "I'm glad that there's a new nestling-a new generation," she added. She wondered if Soul-beak, the hatchling, would be chosen as King when Veiled and Melody died. She thought it was possible, although they would probably choose some other owl, with more experiance. ((OOC: spelling?)) Soul-beak would hopefully be a Guardian by that time, but probably not an old one.

"Well a bunch has been going on hasn't it" Norka hooted as her feathers fluffed up. "you are the one to count on Madam Spear" Norka hooted agian.

"Thank you," replied Madam Spear, eyes roaming around each branch of the huge half maple. "There is a lot going on-and with the Parliment ((OOC: spelling?)) Meeting so close...perhaps we will be able to catch up some more." She preened her face, wondering if she would still be alive by that time. That rabbit seemed so serious...