Sun Mote Copse Story of how wren became the chief of all birds

His quest to see his friend Rennie once more had ended up with so much more; a new home. Truthfully the yearling was still alienated with the idea; he still had to grow on the idea of being homebound. Being part of a pack, belonging to a family. However the journey was short when he shared many laughs, jokes and light-hearted banter with his newfound friend. Somehow, they instantly clicked and had a true platonic connection. That was rare but something he would cherish.

The visit to his new home was exchanged with many "Oooohhhs" and "Aaaaahhhhss.." - his eyes feasted upon the scenery. And because of it being his new home; well it just became extra special. "The nest?" Epic said, looking at his friend. "That sounds ..hmm, a little bit dull." Looking at her and then back at the nest, Epic found his name questioning the meaning. Like the nest was rather plain, not buzzing with excitment. "What about the booster rooster? Maybe not quite it. But we got to get our name of this place. When nobody's around. It'll be our secret. What do you think?"

When Wraen mentioned her sister, he raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Maia? What's she like? Is she also a story wizard, like you?" Epic made a mental note to meet everyone of the pack and to gather information of everyone in it. It would take time but slowly but surely he'd meet everyone. "Thank-you for offering me a den. I do snore though, sometimes like a little piglet and other times like dragon Smaugh, guarding his treasure!" Ah, good old Smaugh. Who wouldn't remember him from the hobbit?