Wisdom Owl Novels & Stories

My fingers ran through its fur, making me chuckle as it began to purr. “I knew that Athena was the right choice,” Selene said as she approached us. “All wolf spirits are special to me, but Athena is very special indeed. She is one of my most trusted warrior wolves. She is named after the Goddess of Wisdom and War. A battle is not won by those who cannot strategize properly. That is where wisdom comes into play. Both the Goddess and this wolf are master strategists, and that will aid all of you when the time comes for it to. You have heard about the vision of Angel. Unfortunately, it cannot be stopped, but this amazing wolf will help get her through the dark times that lie ahead.”

Black Birds graze on everyone's shoulders as I expected those crawls and owls flying are one of the ingredients of learning a magic. Everyone has a black bird has its own aside from me that surprised by many. They are wondering if I am capable to handle this black bird. My witch nature will not be completed if I don’t have a black bird of my own. The owls and crawls are considered as the eye and guardian of all the witches. Lilith gave me a sadden look and mischievous smile and smirked at me. I just ignored her and look at the others of what they will gonna do of having a black owl that perch on their shoulders.

now keep watch on the King and let me know of there are any changes in our favor ) { you mean changes in your favor, this has nothing to do with me, the council or Selene } ( bottom line, keep watch ) A little bird standing on the window sill whose presence went undetected to the two engrossed in conversation flutters it's little wings and takes flight then transforms into a snowy owl that glided through the sky before descending in the Evergreen Forest landing on the arm of her owner to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. *WHAT?!* Kavis POV

They consulted wise seers, learning about the intricate threads of fate that bound their destinies. During their travels, they encountered beings of various origins – witches, spirits, and mythical creatures – each with their own wisdom to share. The pack listened, absorbing the knowledge like a sponge, preparing themselves for the challenges that lay ahead. One day, deep in a mystical forest, they met a wise old owl named Astralys. Her eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and her voice was like a melody. "You seek the knowledge of the ancients," she said, her words carrying the weight of centuries. "But beware, for the path you tread is treacherous."

They looked so real and alive that I had a difficult time getting too close. I personally liked the bird's section most, so the owls. I have always loved owls ever since I was a kid. They just fascinated me. I like how strong and intelligent they are. I remember reading fun facts about them in high school. How they have three eyelids and can rotate their heads 360 degrees. I would really love to see that in action.

She gathered her mattress and hurried into her hut, as if afraid to spend one more minute outside. The hooting of an owl was uncommon in the kingdom, especially in a night as hot as this, where most people slept outside because of the heat. Its voice was rarely never heard. The people of Alaocha held its cry as a bad omen. It was said, according to the myth of the people, that an owl and a cricket does not sing together. But when they did, it was usually not a good sign. The people believes that an owl is a harbinger of death. Whenever they heard its cry, they always consult the gods, and perform series of ritual sacrifice to prevent calamity from befalling them.

"Hold up, I'll stop you there uncle, I'm sorry. Ehm, you called her owl-something and akwshinis, did I get that right?" "No. And you cut me off again. I'll explain just once, so listen- so I can get back to telling you the whole story. Owlignus is their specie, they are shapeshifters but mostly owls. They are witches, old witches, and we all know ancient witches are very powerful. They feed on owls, which is weird because of what they are, but legend has it that they get their powers from owls, so every Friday night, they feast on owls. They are evil, of course, and they are good too. Just like human beings, some of us are kind while others are sadistic. And Akwanisis is a title for the chos

The two fell into silence, drinking juice while staring into space in thought. … It was evening by the time Kaizo left. He had stayed for several hours, catching up with his old friend. Once he was gone, Professor Dewsbury stayed in her office for a little longer. At 8pm, an owl appeared behind her window, tapping it gently with its wings to catch her attention. An owl in itself was uncommon, but this one was even more so. It had pieces of flesh missing on some parts of its body, and one of its wings was entirely made up of bones.

It is Idris coming down the stairs. “What? No, you are still weak you can not do it” Jen opposed and went near him but he ignored her and continued coming down. “I have been hearing what you guys were talking about for a while and it looks like you made a mistake, I know the mourning birds because I have seen them. They came from the north where the group of wolves first formed, the Blood Moon pack. The mourning birds are a group of strange owls, not that strange but to us wolves it is strange and their eyes turn red every time they feel a sign that a high and great wolf is gone” not so are the birds that surrounded the blood then.

she said, leaping up into his arms. Flying high above the treetops, the owl could barely keep pace with the racing volkaane. The bird had a lot to think about, but there would be time for that later, after it was done gathering information. Ordinarily, the owl would have followed the most powerful of the trio—the wizard—but the conversation it overheard made it clear the wizard was going far away. The owl already knew where the volkaane clan dwelt, but thought it might be useful to learn where this most unusual girl lived as well. Knowledge was power, and the bird liked to collect as much of both as it could.