Birch
Birch.
Everybody knew her name, but nobody knew why. She was a shadow, she was mist, no-one noticed her, until she wasn't their.
But she was special, these traits don't come to everybody. Everybody since the Flash had been loving and caring for his/her daemon. So was Birch, but Birch could communicate telepathically. Which made them a perfect pair, and they looks it too. As Birch glided across the snow, her Snow Leopard Daemon disappeared into the glaciers with stealth ( which was fitting because her name was Stealth) they heard a piercing eagles cry. They followed the sound of the distressed animal and found a man, standing there, with a shadow warped around his neck in a choke hold. The shadow realised the man was no more and stole a scroll from the mans jacket. The eagle plummeted to the ground, towards a waiting Cougar, but with a flash it had de-materialised, the Cougar transformed into a bear, then left.
"That was the shadow"
"The who?"
"The one"
Oh, not good
Not good
Not good at all.
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