A Problem

     Ratwing grunted as Bruno's talons smacked into him.  They were curled under so that he wouldn't get cut, but it still packed a powerful punch.   He blinked, looking at his friend dazedly.
     "Ugh, you're too easy to beat."  Bruno said, sounding almost lazy.  Ratwing jumped up at that.        
     "Oh, really?  Maybe I was just going easy on you."  He shook the dust out of his feathers and took a step forward.
     "Right.  That's what they all say."  Ratwing looked at the other raven with a fierce gaze.
     "Let's see, shall we?"  Bruno nodded with a grin, and they began to circle each other.  Bruno's gaze fell upon Ratwing's feet, and he lowered his body, shifting the center of gravity to nearer to his tail feathers.  Ratwing took this advantage and leapt up, flapping his wings, and dropping beak-first down onto Bruno.  Before impact however, the other raven managed to stumble out of the way, and Ratwing flapped furiously to right himself before landing on the ground again.   Bruno was about to strike with his talons again when Blaze landed in between them, narrowly avoiding a blow to the head.  Bruno turned to him angrily.
     "What'd you do that for?  We were in the middle of something!"  Blaze looked around at both of them.
     "Um, we have a problem."
     "Well what is it?" said Ratwing, somewhat impatiently.
     "Tornado wants to see us. "  Both of the other ravens stared at him with shocked looks on their faces.

Seperation

Twister gulped and looked at Feather.  She thought about it for a moment, then opened her mouth.  "Well, the thing is, we don't really know what's so bad..." Ratwing was shocked.  He had thought they would join immediately.
"But, don't you want to take them down? I mean, isn't it obvious?" Blaze nodded, and Bruno started to look a little edgy.
"Well, we understand that all of you guys hate him, but the thing is, we don't really have anything against him.  We don't even know what the mountain king IS. "  At this, Ratwing took a step backwards, as if she had hit him.
"You... But he's evil!" Blaze interrupted him.
"The Mountain King is the supreme ruler of everything.  They can even kill birds if they want to, and nobody will do anything about it.  The position is won by defeating the last Mountain King in battle.  If Tornado stays as Mountain King, life will be horrible for all of us."  He stopped and looked at them, awaiting a decision.
Twister and Feather nodded, and Feather was about to take a step forward, but was interrupted by Twister.  "Well, if what you say is true, then we'll want to stay on his good side.  He doesn't have anything against us yet, and I'd like it to stay that way. " Feather looked at her, then nodded again and settled back.  Ratwing was shocked to hear her say "we" without refering to him and Blaze as well.  He looked at Twister in disbelief, not even hearing what was said next.
"You don't know that.  He'll kill you because you're different.  He's cruel and-" Blaze's words were cut off by Bruno.
"Look, I don't know you, but if you're not going to stand up to Tornado then you're not worth knowing.  We'll take our rebellion elsewhere. " With that he flew off, Blaze following close behind.  Ratwing stood still for a few more minutes, looking back and forth between his two groups of friends, one of which was circling around the tree, waiting impatiently.  His chest felt like it was breaking in two, but he stepped off the branch and jumped into the air.  He hesitated for a moment, silently willing Twister or Feather to call them back, but they didn't say anything.  As he sped off after the two specks that were Bruno and Blaze, he heard a quiet sobbing coming from the tree behind him, and realized that there were tears falling beneath him as well.

Author's Note: Don't worry, I'll bring them back together, just wanted to put a twist on things.  There'll be a new character in the next chapter.

The Mountain King

     A shadow swept over the lush valley, blotting out the sun and piercing the air with it's shattering cry.  Looking up, one can see an outline of a giant wing, and then, in the blink of an eye, it is gone, a rapidly diminishing speck in the distance.  This speck soars high into the air before settling on the tip of a jagged mountain, screaming to all that it rules the Appalachians.  This declaration is heard all the way through the aforementioned valley, to a tall pine tree at the base of a mountain...

     "So, we'll rotate the jobs..." Ratwing was cut off by the scream.  Instantly, he stiffened.  "I've heard that voice before..." Except it wasn't him speaking.  It was Blaze.
     "You have?!" said everyone in the tree, turning to Blaze.
     "Yeah," he said softly, looking away towards the cry.  "His parents killed mine, and ever since I was a hatchling, he's tormented me.  I'd know that voice anywhere."
     "So would I." Interrupted Ratwing.  "He tormented me as a hatchling as well.  I was orphaned, and I wouldn't be surprised if his parents killed mine as well. " He narrowed his eyes darkly.  "Sounds as if he's the King now."
     Feather and Twister both looked confused, but Blaze nodded.  "The Mountain King."
     "Sorry, but what exactly is the Mountain King anyway?" asked Feather.  Ratwing looked at her as if just realizing she was there.
     "The Mountain King..." He began, but was cut off with a scream.  Of rage.
     A mostly black raven with white bands on his wings flew in, looking ready to murder someone.  "The Mountain King is stealing food!" he squawked.  "He has henchbirds keeping everyone away from fresh meat!" Ratwing looked at him incredulously.  "But, the Mountain King is supposed to protect the other birds of the mountains!" he spoke with an undeniable rage in his voice, and it steadily rose.  "He isn't supposed to steal food!" At this point his talons were shifting uneasily on his branch and he looked ready to fly off.  Twister interrupted his monologue.
     "Do you know him?" She said.
     "Yes" both the new bird and Ratwing spoke at once.  "His name is Bruno" explained Ratwing.  "I've seen him around before."  Bruno nodded, then looked around again.  "Something has to be done." he said with a quiet determination.  Ratwing and Blaze nodded at once, stepping closer.  They all looked at the two girls with expectation.

Author's Note: Sorry if it's confusing, all will be explained in the next chapter.

Sorry

Hey guys, I'm really sorry that I haven't been posting in like months, but I sincerely am going to try to start writing more, and on my other blogs as well.  I am writing the next chapter now, and I will try to get it up tonight.

A New Addition

Ratwing looked around at the other birds.  "So, who are you?" he asked the newcomer.  "I'm Blaze.  Thanks for saving me." he replied.  "Your welcome, all vultures are my enemy." Ratwing said.  "Do you want to come with us? It's a lot easier to survive in a group." "Sure" replied Blaze, "as long as it's okay with them." he said, motioning towards Twister and Feather. Before Ratwing could even say anything, Feather jumped in.  "I think that's a great idea!" she said, looking at Blaze.  Twister nodded.  "I agree." she said.  Ratwing smiled.  "Then it's agreed.  Blaze can join us." he said.

Rescued

Ratwing darted out from behind the bush, and flew straight at the vulture, flapping his wings in his face and drawing it's attention away.  "come and get me!" he taunted, flying away backwards.  Twister waited until the vulture started to fly away, then dived down to it, scratching at it's eyes with her claws. Meanwhile, Feather flew straight towards the white raven.  "come on" she whispered.  They flew back towards the bush, while Ratwing and twister managed to evade the vulture, goading it and leading it away. when the vulture was thoroughly confused, they joined Feather and the raven who Feather said was named Blaze.

Authors Note: New Character! XD

Sorry...

Hey guys, sorry I haven't posted, but there's a new post coming soon. :D

A Stranger

Ratwing flew along the mountainside, enjoying the feeling of warm updrafts under his wings.  He swooped down to Twister and Feather, who were foraging for nuts and berries in the bushes.  As he was about to land, a shadow passed over the sun. Without looking, he knew what it was.  A vulture.  "Run!" he shouted at his friends.  He hurried to the bush and ducked for cover, just as the vulture...passed over him?  Looking up, he realized that the vulture wasn't interested in him,  it was chasing a different bird.  He nudged Feather, who was hiding next to him.  " It's not after us.  It's after someone else! Look!"  They both looked up, and watched as the strange white bird frantically flapped away from the vulture.  "We have to do something!" breathed Twister, who had noticed the bird as well.  Ratwing gulped.  "Okay... here's the plan..."  After telling his plan, Ratwing stepped out of the bush, closely followed by Twister.  Feather, meanwhile, carefully made her way around to the other side of the bush, and started edging closer and closer to where the white bird was quickly tiring.  When Ratwing raised his wing, all three birds took off.

Author's note: Ooooohhhhh...  Suspense!

Meeting Twister and Feather

       Ratwing flew along the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, looking for food.   He saw a berry bush on the ground and flew down to eat a berry.  Suddenly, another raven flew at him, screeching.  "GET AWAY FROM THE FOOD!!!!!!"  He looked up.  A female raven was glaring at him, panting slightly.  "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your bush, I'll go away.... " he started to walk away from the bush, but the female raven stopped him.  "No, It's not my bush" she said.  "The berries are poisoned."                 "Oh" replied Ratwing.  "so.. I guess you just saved my life. Thanks."  "No problem" replied the female raven.  "My name's Twister,  and this..." a  bird that looked like across between a blue jay, parrot, and falcon stepped out.  "...is Feather."  "My name is Ratwing" Ratwing replied, looking at both of them.  "Pleased to meet you."

Author's note: And so it begins!  Sorry it took so long to come out.  :3

A Rat With Wings

      A young raven stumbled along a rocky path, looking for something to eat.  He had just found a beetle and was settling down to eat when there was a rush of air above him.  He looked up as a huge turkey vulture swooped down, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
      "Well, well, well."  he hissed.  "What have we got here?"  Taking a step closer, he stared at the raven.  "I thought you were a piece of dead meat! What are you really?"
      "I am a raven!" declared the raven, trying to look noble (which is rather hard when you have bits of downy feathers sticking out from you in all different directions).
      "Huh" the vulture chuckled.  "You look more like a rat.  A rat with wings, if you can call those things wings!"  The raven took a step back, insulted.  "Well, seeing that you aren't dead, I guess I'll leave.  But I'll be watching you.  You won't stay alive very long here!" and with that, the vulture flew off, cackling.
      Hmm, thought the raven, A rat with wings.  Rat... wing.  Ratwing!

Authors Note: 

Sorry it took so long.  Looks like Ratwing found out what his name is, huh?