-Shadow Haunters- (test) (Canyon)

by Fallen Ember & Cedarwood, (9 days ago)
edited by Fallen Ember & Cedarwood,

From steep cliffs to jagged walking paths, the shadows of Fallen Ember and her father coasted effortlessly over the harsh train with little more than a few beats of their wings and the helpful lift of warm air currents. Unlike their terrestrial counterparts, the pair were covering substantial ground in their search for eggs, with Ember leading the charge as they made their way into the heart of the rocky landscape.

"See anything yet?" Cedar called out, his voice sharp and loud to cover the rush of air they were cruising through. Though he glanced once to his daughter, the eagle's eyes turned again to the ground below them, searching for any sign of unguarded nest that they might be able to raid.

Cinnamon-brown wings beat twice, lifting Fallen Ember a few feet upwards so that she was coasting level with her darker-feather sire once more. With a wingspan almost a foot broader than his own, the harpy-hybrid was careful not to get too close, lest she disturb the elder eagle's flight, "Nothing of interest yet. Lets get a little closer to the cliffs, though - there's got to be something around here."

~Options~

by ~Eggs~, (6 days ago) @ Fallen Ember & Cedarwood

Nearly obscured from sight, a crude collection of sticks within the boughs of an old juniper tree can be seen. Two small, white eggs lay within.

On a pine tree a few dozen yards away is another nest, this one built of sturdier material with a softly woven interior. Tucked into the recesses of a thickly-needled branch, this nest holds four olive-green eggs with dense brown speckling.

A third nest can be found a short ways down a steep cliff, on a ledge tucked into the rock. There's not much nesting material present, but three pinkish eggs with dark brown spotting are clustered in a slight depression in the sand and grit of the ledge.

Shadow Haunters

by Fallen Ember & Cedarwood, (5 days ago) @ ~Eggs~

The small white eggs were the first to catch Ember's attention. Deviating from their immediate path, she wheeled away from her father and began to circle loosely over the old juniper tree, trying to get a better view of the nest see if there were any parents nearby. "Hey dad, I think I found some!" She called after a preliminary scan, "The nest looks a bit rough; maybe it's been abandoned?"

"You check that out, I think I've got another one!" Cedar called back, while peeling away towards the pine tree with the better-built nest tucked within the needles of the tree. While thinking to himself just how pleased Saulk was going to be with two different eggs brought back instead of one, the big eagle began to look for a solid branch to land on in the tree, so that he could get a closer look at the nest and pick out the best looking egg in the bunch.

-Options-

by ~Eggs~, (2 days ago) @ Fallen Ember & Cedarwood

There were no defensive parents to meet Fallen Ember's approach from the juniper tree. There was only the sharp wing-whistle of a mourning dove as it retreated from a nearby perch, and the scattering of a few sparrows upon the raptor's approach. The nest, and the two eggs inside, could be easily reached.

Cedar's presence elicited more of a response, however. Before the big eagle could find a sturdy bough to land on, a black shape rushed him from a nearby spruce. Belting out a furious alarm cry, a crow dove against his back, tearing out a few feathers before circling away. "Not today, eagle! I'll pluck you bald before you reach one of our eggs!"

-Shadow Haunters-

by Fallen Ember & Cedarwood, (2 days ago) @ ~Eggs~

Ember had heard the sharp beat of crow wings before the corvid even offered its threat. She heard the sharp, startled screech of her father next, as he lost a talon-full of feathers from his back. But the young eagle didn't stop to look back at her sire's predicament; her eggs were just a few short hops away now, and Cedarwood was being an excellent distraction for her.

-These must be crow eggs then! Not a raptor, but they'll still be useful. ...they are crow eggs, right?-

Honestly, Ember had no idea. For all the time she spent patrolling and hunting, nests and their eggs had never been a focus of hers. Letting her father handle the irate crow, Ember took her chance to land on the sturdy bough and hop down along its length to reach the quasi-nest at its base. From there, she'd reach a delicate beak in to grab one of the alabaster eggs.

Cedarwood, meanwhile, was preforming a sharp, mid-air pivot as he tried to snap a retaliatory beak at the crow. "Buzz off, I'm not here for you anyway! I'm just grabbing one egg, then I'll be on my way!" As a few brown feathers swirled and fluttered past him in the wake of his furious wing beats, Cedar tried ignoring the crow in favor of landing as close as he could to his chosen nest.