Guardians of GaHoole #6: The Burning
Gylfie was not the only owl trying to think fast. Twilla was
desperately attempting to come up with a plan to rescue the
little Elf Owl. There were seven owls who had come out from
the rocky den. Two seemed to be guards for Gylfie. Then there
was Ifghar - and Gragg - and five other owls, and Glaux only
knew if there were more in the den. She doubted it, however,
as this was a prime time for tundra owls to hunt. She blinked
again. It looked as if they were preparing for flight. Several
of them were spreading their wings and lofting up to a takeoff
perch on top of one of the higher boulders to catch a good launching
wind. But yes, the two she had suspected of being the guards
were marching the little prisoner back into the lair. Twilla
crouched behind the shrub. Now was a dangerous time. Once these
owls were airborne they could spot her. Odd to think that an
unpainted owl in this terrain would stand out more than a painted
one. That's it! I have to paint myself. Not only do I have to
paint myself, I have to gild myself in the bright gold dyes
of the golden sedge berries. And I know exactly where to find
them. Twilla had once worked in the library under the direction
of the master gilder.
As soon as the pirate owls departed, and the coast was clear,
Twilla flew off in the opposite direction. This would not take
her long. She knew exactly where the golden sedge berries grew.
It was a bit tricky, for there were dozens upon dozens of kinds
of sedgies that grew on the tundra, but only those that grew
in what the Brothers called a golden triangle yielded the golden
berries. For some reason, wolves had a natural instinct for
where these berries grew. But most owls did not. Finding the
berries did require a knowledge of geology and botany, not to
mention the proper method for extracting the juice, which had
to be pressed between pads of the reindeer moss ever so carefully.
But Twilla would do it! She knew that Gylfie was an owl of strong
gizzard and mind and she would sooner die than betray the owls
of the Great GaHoole Tree. Twilla would not see this brave
Elf Owl set out for the wolves.