To Me, The Most Important Thing Is

Whether You Are A Twelve-year-old Princess Or A Twelve-year-old Regular Kid, You Need To Know You Are Loved And Respected.

Hush Little Owl, You're With Twi. I Got The Moves To Get You By. Big Bad Crows. St. Aggie's Scamps Ain't Got Nothin To Show The Champ. I'll Pop A Spiral With A Twist, Do A Three-sixty And Scatter Mist----

Night Is Done, Gone The Moon, Gone The Stars From The Skies. Fades The Black Of Night Comes The Morn With Rosy Light. Fold Your Wings, Go To Sleep, Rest Your Gizzards, Safe You'll Be For The Day. Glaux Is Nigh. Far Away Is First Black, But It Shall Seep Back Over Field Over Flower In The Twilight Hour. We Are Home In Our Tree. We Are Owls, We Are Free. As We Go, This We Know Glaux Is Nigh.

One Creature's Truth Is Another's Lie. (scroom Of Strix Struma)

We Are The Owls Of The Weather Chaw. We Take It Blistering, We Take It All. Roiling Boiling Gusts, We're The Owls With The Guts. For Blizzards Our Gizzards Dr Tremble With Joy. An Ice Storm, A Gale, How We Love Blinding Hail. We Fly Forward And Backward, Upside Down And Flat. Do We Flinch? Do We Wail? Do We Skitter Or Scutter? No, We Yarp One More Pellet And Fly Straight For The Gutter! Do We Screech? Do We Scream? Do We Gurgle? Take Pause? Not On Your Life! For We Are The Best Of The Best Of The Chaws!