Aetius walked in the room of Orion, as glistening quartz crystals lit up the ceiling. The owl chick looked up in delight at the ceiling, wishing she could fly to see them up close. Alas, she was just a chick, and she had to wait until she was around 3 cycles to start learning how to fly. Aetius was ready to wait, and she settled for watching the shiny ceiling from below. Her plumage was breath-taking, pure white feathers coated her, with flecks of black scattered throughout. Snowy owls were known for their elegant looks, and even though she couldn't fly, she was happy with her looks, and kept up her appearance as much as possible. She wondered if she could try to fly now, but she knew she could not. Aetius tried anyway. She flapped her wings as hard as she could, but they weren't strong enough to lift her off the ground. Well, that was enough of that. The chick was looking for a place to build her nest, on the ground. Then when she could fly she could move to a place higher up. Though this room was absolutely magnificent, this was not the place. She opened her wings as she called out, her British accent as proper as ever. "Hello, is there anyone here?"

@Glory