Wolves Howl, Owls Who? //DISCONTINUED//

Ch 15- Where are they?!

*Mirah's POV*

She yawned. Waking up late was a habit of hers. Stretching her neck, wings and talons, she yawned again. She checked the time. Dang it! It was already past 12 pm! She was gonna be late for training with Flyer if she didn't hurry up. She flew around the room (literly) grabbing what she needed, and changing out of her PJs. She flew out of the room, sped all the way to the cafeteria, grabbed a coffee, and blasted off to Flyer's room. She made it there a minute before 1 pm, which was when training started. She calmly sipped her coffee, which had cooled down from the high speed flight it had gone through, as she waited for Flyer to open the door. She waited for 15 minutes, but she never opened her door. Geez, what's taking her so long? At least she got to finish her coffee, but now this was getting weird. Flyer knew that training started at 1 pm, and now it was almost 1:20 pm. Mirah knocked on the door. No answer came from inside. Mirah then kicked down the door, and saw that the room was empty, with no sign of anyone in it... except for scattered feathers and signs of a fight leading to a closed window. No Flyer anywhere in sight.

*Sylas's POV*

Sylas absentmindedly spun around in his office chair. He was waiting for it to almost be 1 pm, so he could go down to Antorn's room for his training. Finally the clock ticked to 12:45 pm and Sylas walked out the door. When he arrived at Antorn's door, it was exactly 1 pm. He knocked on the door and waited for a minute, before knocking again. Sylas waited for 30 minutes, but no Antorn came out of his door. Sylas shot out one foot and roundhouse kicked the door down, creating a loud bang as it fell against the floor. Stepping over the fallen door like it was a defeated enemy, Sylas entered Antorn's room. Looking around, he noticed that Antorn was missing, there was half a box of pizza that was now cold on his bed, and scuff marks as well as blood, fur, and long jagged claw marks. The window was closed, but the claw marks led right to it. Oh no. Sylas sprinted out of the room and crashed into Mirah's talons (she was flying). They both fell (separately, thank god) onto the floor, and asked "Where did they go and how?"