Guardians of Gahoole RP! (right is the reference I had. not mine) if you need the picrew, its Cute Owl Maker.

Normal romance RP. will be a while so don't jump into it. it'll go through 5 stages: stranger, classmate, friend, bff, and then romance.

YOU CAN BE ANY OWL!

She's the sibling of Nyra (Kludd's mate) and escaped moonblinking, but was turned albino in the process by the moon.
She's around Sorens age during the movie.

(I don’t have an owl oc so I’m basically retired puss in boots but 🦉, he shall be a brown Moheli
Scops Owl whom name is Mel)

Mel: *looks at her talking to Soren then looking around*

(its fine! So he's like Digger? Can you tell me a faction he is in, too? you can Google them)

*finishes talking with soren, turning around to fly- out but almost runs into Mel*

(Idk what factions are there)

Mel: *looks at her* watch it you

Sorry! *flies off*
(well I meant the chaws:
-Research and Printing
-Colliering
-Weather Interpretation
-Blacksmithing
-Search-And-Rescue
-Navigation
-Tracking
-Ga'Hoolology
-Danyar Chaw
-Hunting-and-Gathering
-Healing Chaw
-Chaw of Chaws
-Harp Guild)

(Blacksmithing)
Mel: *walks around the place*

(alr. I had actually planned on her taking blacksmithing.)
*eventually, the same owl comes back with the navigation chaw from their flight. she's going towards the blacksmithing chaw area*

(Coolio)
Mel: *doing some blacksmithing*

*takes one of the forges,crafting something. a couple owls start to whisper about her... heritage*

Mel: *hears it whilst blacksmithing*

Owlet: *whispers to another* did you hear? shes related to the Pure Ones queen!

Mel: *eyes widen*

*nods*

Mel: well I’m gonna fly off *armour and knife*

Be sure to come back before dawn!

Mel: ok

*before dawn, he arrives back with a crow’s head*

*yelps*

Mel: hey look I got the f**ker’s head.

How?!

Mel: idk some guy named “Mellis-Dueler” gave it to me

huh.

Mel: yea, you wouldn’t understand

*continues with the battle claws, hollowing them*

Mel: *admires his new crafted blade* do you know what places in here sell cloths?

i'm sure the Research And Printing chaw has some you can borrow, or the harp guild. I heard they use it to hold their strings.

Mel: alright, I’m heading to there *flies to the Research chaw*

*finishes forging the battle claws*

Mel: *he comes back with a suit of armour*

*amazed* how'd you get that?!

Mel: close friends

*nods* alright.

Mel: *equips it, looking a lot like Mellis-Dueler*

(owls are nocturnal, silly)
*walks by*

(N word hard R how about that)
Mel: *sadism*

What's wrong, Mel?

Mel: oh nothing

You can tell me. *worried*

Mel: it’s just when I mentioned the part where I almost died, it’s forcing me to return as Mellis-Dueler but I want to retire

Then retire. you don't have to continue. *puts a wing on his back*

Mel: but I was a somebody. A legend, no more

They'll still remember. Look at Lyze of Kiel, or Ezylryb.

Mel: yea you’re right, they’ll still remember…

*flies low to the ground. why? where the moonlight reflects off her feathers, she flies low so early-waking crows can't see her*

Mel: why are you flying down there

Where the moonlight reflects, it makes me more visible. I do it- especially around dawn- so crows that wake early don't mob me.

Mel: alright *flies through the crows*

(my cat did the cutest kitty stretch known to mankind)
*watches him*

(Ok)
*she sees him looking like he could be a warrior*

*flies up to him* did you ever consider joining the search and rescue? they also do combat and stuff.

Mel: hmm

You seem like you'd make a good warrior, just saying.

Mel: oh right, a warrior *looks down*

*walks off towards the dining room for tweening time*
(the meal and snack served before they sleep)

Mel: *follows her*

*takes some tea and snowberry tarts and heads to her burrow*

Mel: *takes some green tea and strawberry tarts and heads to his burrow*

*eating alone*

Mel: *eats it with his crow head*

*that evening*

Mel: *pets his crow head*

*confused as she walks by*

Mel: *opens the head’s mouth checking*

*nods*

Mel: no wonder why I killed their ruler

You did?

Mel: yeah, remember the head I had?

Yeah. Why?

Mel: that’s the ruler’s head

*amazed* really?

Mel: yea, I can distinctly remember the face

Howd you manage that?

Mel: sneaky attack

Oh wow... that's just...

Mel: sad, isn’t it?

mhm...

Mel: it was fun until it lasted

*once the sun barely comes up, she leads him back to the tree*

Mel: *lands*

*lands beside him* well, good rests. *leaves*

Mel: yea, cya tomorrow

*next day*

(well, that evening)
*walks out of her burrow, stretching*

(I guess we’ll do that)
Mel: *looks at himself*

*falling, since she got some of her wing and tail feathers pulled out*

Mel: *tries to catch her*

*she lands on his back*

Mel: *keeps her safe and flies back to the tree*

*shes put in the healing ward*

Mel: *lands on the tree and places her down*

*tries to stand, but her talon is hurt*

Mel: what the hell happened?

Some crows... Theu just, came out of nowhere.

Mel: those f**king crows

*Kyra hears it, turning her head to look behind her*

Mel: related to who?

Olwet: Nyra. The queen of the Pure Ones.

Mel: you sure

Owlet: mhm! we overheard the teachers talking about it!

Mel: oh that’s nice. *quietly to himself* I’ve once met some queens before

Owlet: no its not! the pure ones are evil! what if shes a spy?!

Mel: well you kids have fun then

*after class...*

Mel: *looks at the view outside, looking like he’s experiencing some old times*

Where you were looking and smiling.
(5? dang. shes 3)

(He’s been through stuff but aye, age is just a number right)
Mel: oh nothing… it’s just some old times I’ve been through

(THATS WHAT A PEDO WOULD SAY- but with animals yeah)
Huh. *sit-perches* I'm Kyra.

(Ok)
Mel: I’m Mel, a wa… nvm

a what?

Mel: I said nothing

Oh, alright. *sits beside him* want to go fly before dawn?

Mel: yea sure

*flies out of the tree. the moonlight dances off her feathers*

Mel *follows her flying calmly, looking at the moon saying to himself* I’ve missed you when you were Mellis-Dueler

Not whom, where. Its a place in the plateus. They moonblink owlets into finding iron flecks to help the Pure Ones.

Mel: no clue at all

Well, i was one of those owlets. My sister, Nyra, their leader, forced me to go to 'put some sense into me that im pure' and it shifted my feather colors.

Mel: huh

I was moonblinked. brainwashed.

Mel: really?

Indeed. and thanks to it, my feathers got paler until I went albino.

Mel: albino?

White feathered completely.

Mel: crazy

*blushes* I-I didn't mean that!

Mel: yea you do. You totally want to be mates with me

*looks away*

Mel: hey if you have want to, you can just say so

Wouldn't it be wierd? since we're different species.

Mel: well you’re the one who has crush on me

(mc)

(K)

woah...

Mel: I know pretty cool looking

*nods* definetely.

Mel: *fight pose*

*churrs- the owl equilevant to a laugh*

Mel: oi, you wouldn’t know

Actually, i would. After class, I'll tell you.

*after class*

*approaches him* you know St. Aegilous?

Mel: remind me whom?

What's wrong?

Mel: don’t tell no one but *looks around and whispers* do you remember Mellis-Dueler from some time ago

A little, yeah. only faintly heard the name. what did they do?

Mel: oh he did so much, he protected many towns, destroy many goons and evilism. Saving the country

*amazed* what about him?

Mel: I’m Mellis-Dueler

*gasps*

Mel: yea, it’s just… one time, I almost died

Oh dear....

Mel: I know, it’s tragic

*amazed*

Mel: well hey, you have to be a strong one to kill it

Thats amazing!

Mel: I know right

Im surprised a female hasnt wanted you yet. How old are you, 4-5 years?

Mel: yea

But still, so surprised you dont have a mate by now.

Mel: what does that imply?

*shrugs* nothing.

Mel: …you want to be mates with me don’t you

You okay?

Mel: yea, just admiring this head

*nods*

Mel: wonder what head is it?

*shrugs*

Mel: ok

*goes for a flight to stretch her wings*

Mel: it’s the king of the flock’s head

*gets mobbed by late sleeping crows*

Mel: should’ve expected this outcome *flies to her*

*approaches* you... don't believe what those youngsters said, right?

Mel: hmm?

What the owlets said, about Nyra. you dont believe them, right?

Mel: eh I’m not sure *imagines the old times*

*walks over to be Infront of him*

Mel: *looking at a random area smiling*

What is it?

Mel: *shakes his head* what?

That spot means something to you, yes?
(how many moons old is Mel? (full moons, aka months)*

(60 moons)
Mel: what? The mountains?

*smiles*

Mel: I shall sleep

Alright. *pulls her wing* see you in blacksmithing! *flies off with the navigation chaw*

Mel: cya! *looks behind, laying down, silently crying whilst sleeping*

in blacksmithing class, the owlets keep saying the Nyra stuff*

Mel: *blacksmiths a blade*

*making some battle claws*

Mel: *makes it slightly familiar to a blade he once had*

*looks over* nice blade.

Mel: thanks *attaches the blade peice into a wooden block*