Her backstory takes place in the land of Ga'hoole and such since I'm obsessed with the books.

On a dark night, the yonder as black as could be, only the moon as a light source, Tikoto was born. Her parents had watched her crawl out of her egg, as well as her two brothers. one was named Baltimore and the other was named Kleebles. A few weeks after her birth, as she was beginning to develop flight feathers just like her brothers, her mother, Sarah, and father, Odus, went out to catch some food. Tikoto was worried, as most little owls, that her parents were lost, or even worst, killed. After a whole night of waiting, three rumbling bellies filling the silence of their nest, Baltimore was stupid enough to try flying. A lot of little owls did this, as their gizzards were not yet developed. Young gizzards drove owlets to jump out their nest, eager to fly before they were ready. Her brother fell, but the fall didn't kill him. All Tikoto could hear was him shouting: "Help! Mum and Da, they're all red!" Tikoto didn't know what it meant, and as she walked closer to the opening of their nest, she tripped. She fell down, almost landing on top of her brother. Now she saw what Baltimore had meant. Her parents were dead, and they were on the ground, the worst place for a young owl that couldn't fly. she shouted to her younger brother that he must stay in their nest and call for help. And so he did. But the help they wanted was replaced by unwanted helpers.

Tikoto and her older brother, Baltimore, had been carried away by dark, horrible owls that were now bringing them to an equally as horrible place. There had been rumors about that place, the place where orphans were brought. Her and her brother, both Tyto's, were seen as worthy enough to be warriors of Metal Beak. Baltimore even seemed honored to be. He trained hard and eventually became one of the Pure Ones. It was truly despicable, Tikoto thought. These were the owls that had taken them away from their little brother, probably causing him death. She played along though, not wanting to be killed. As a little owlet, she had heard stories about a Great Tree where noble owls performed noble deeds each night. She knew where to locate it even. The sea of Hoolemere. Her flight feathers had totally fledged and she had had flight training as well as fight training. In the darkest night of the new moon, she flew away to never be seen again by the horrible owls.

She flew for days, weeks, maybe even a whole month. But after all her effort, it paid off. She reached the Great Tree, exhausted and underfed at the age of 2. one and a half year she had spent in that horrible orphanage that seemed more like a prison and it showed. First, she was scared by everything. Other owls, the lanterns they used and the questions they asked. But, slowly, she grew into a more gentle soul. She was tapped for weather interpretation and colliering. She grew each day, her knowledge almost as great as the rybs who had taught her. One day, she had even flown in a real storm, together with Ezylryb, her chaw ryb for weather interpretation. Then, she had earned the name "Storm" as well as the title of guardian.

One day, after a great battle with the pure ones, she had been captured by her own brother. He had changed, now nothing else than a dark soul that wanted to kill. She escaped the pure ones, but she had gotten separated from her group. Ashamed of her brother, she decided to flee all of it. The pure ones, the little owls that looked up to her at the tree and maybe even a part of herself. She flew, and flew, until one day reaching Teekon Wild.