"Isiat! Come down from there!" A voice cried from below, rudely and harshly yanking Isiat back to the present, and away from whatever far shores he had been engrossed in a moment ago. "We hunt soon! Join your spear with ours!"

The massive Arvian coiled his tail around the dead branch, and looked down. He rolled his eyes, chuffing loudly in displeasure through flared nostrils. His clan and nestmates were insistent as flys around a fresh kill. Were only they so easy to swat away...

"My stomach is full. I hunted not two days past. Leave me be, little sparrow. Go and put your spear to use elsewhere." He grunted in a deep, dismissive tone. A single curved talon delicately found it's way to his place upon the dry and faded tome, going back to reading.

"And it will be empty like ours if you do not! Come on!"

"My stomach is full, unlike yours, and my head as well. You would do well, little bird, to remember to fill your mind from time to time, lest it stay as empty as your belly. Meat alone does not quench all hungers." Like knowledge... He mused, tutting at the younger.

"Off with you. Bother me no more. I hunt in my own time, when the moon is high."

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This was an absolutely awesome raffle prize by Gryph000 , better known as Blajn, to Were-Bird-ify my character, Isiat! Her Arvarian species are some awesome beasty birds, and I assisted in writing a short piece of Halloween themed lore for them! Lookit! He looks fucking badass! I love it! :D Had to write a little short blurb to go with it though. You should go give her some awesome kudos!