So here is my lieutenant flamefeather Shira! Her name means Song. Her flaw is that part of her right ear is gone. Most would think was her snagged tooth, but its not. Her talent is that she is able to stay awake with out tiring for up to five days. She is very quiet and cold. She likes hum when she is alone. She got the scar on her shoulder in a fight and the other two on her eye she doesn't remember how she got them.
I love her! Igneus circled Shira. "Well, hello," she said, her voice smooth as honey. "I see you've realized you're one of us. We're not a common species, you know. Ever had an anger spurt where you just blast flames at someone?" Her eyes gleamed in the darkness. "Well, if that's happened, you're a Flamefeather. If you've been hurt when you touch water, you're one of us."
Shira simply rolled her eyes. "I'm aware." She said. "I heard rumors of our species, so I figured I must be one. Had no one to miss me in the first place, so I found the rest of us." She said, with a simple swish on her tail.
Igneus curled her lip. "I see. I've been down the same path. Cast out for being different, I see, eh? Well, if so, I've been there, done that." Her eyes glared. "I will see you at daybreak." She set fire to the little stick at her den and walked in her little cave.
