DIV-519: Stream

Stream is one of the strongest preychasers in the Divided Grifix Camp. He always loved chasing small animals across the rocks of the gorge, and he even ventured higher than most other preychasers, jumping recklessly off cliffs, trying to grab eagles in their flight, and even catching some. He was aware that his wings were a privilege, especially being able to actually use them, but he still loved trying to jump up high without using them, and the thrill of the fall that followed, only for him to open them right before smashing into the ground. His cousing, Storm, scolded him really bad when he did that once on a patrol with her. But he cared not - he had the best life he could dream of.

Still, he hated being in the camp. The sight of the Forsaken made him sick - that's why he was a preychaser. Seeing a grifix suffering triggered him terribly, so he sometimes wouldn't even return, and he would just sleep on some cliff close to the Camp, joining the first preychaser patrol he would hear in the morning. He could run around hunting all day - but he hated returning.

There was this grifix in the camp that he would always look for - the only reason he was coming back sometimes. She was beautiful, with long green hair and branches growing from her head, like antlers. They reminded him of his. She was truly beautiful, but the two rarely ever talked. She was always around the Forsaken, taking care of them. So he had no chance of approaching without getting sick and being no better than them. However, he saw her sneaking out and leaving far from the camp many times. He decided that one night he was gonna follow her, and talk to her, when they were just the two of them, alone...