A messenger falcon landed on one of the window sills of one of Taleba's eight tribes, the White Fox Tribe. A lovely woman with silver hair that shimmered like the glittering stars at night and crystal clear silver slit eyes looked out the window, where a bird was constantly beating the glass with its beak. Her two soft cuddly white fox ears twitched with each sound it made on her window.
She rose gracefully from her seat at her table, which was piled high with paperwork. She moved smoothly towards her window, her three white tails behind her back fluttering with each step.
Her pearly white skin hands with polished long red fingernails touched the lock of her window and opened it.
'A messenger falcon?' She thought as she saw the small letter tied with a white ribbon on its leg. Once she gently got the letter from the bird, it disappeared and turned into dust.
