It was a stormy night and everyone seemed a little on edge, especially amongst the members of the Manhattan Clan. They had seen foul weather before, but nothing quite this severe.
Lexington looked out into the storm but the small, web-winged gargoyle didn't dare brave leaving the safety of the castle for fear the wind would catch his connected wings and send him over the edge and to what would be a certain demise.
He returned to the rest of the clan, he had already been told to stay indoors by clan leader Goliath, not that he needed to be told that going out was a little too risky for a gargoyle his size with his wing style.
He sighed and went over to watch television with Hudson who looked rather surprised that the young gargoyle would chose to sit with him when there was so much he could be doing
"Something bothering you, lad?" he asked gently
"I've been having a strange dream the past few days" Lexington looked at the elder gargoyle
"Why don't you tell me about this dream" Hudson said turning the television off
"Well, Hudson, it's basically the same every time I have it, I'm in the rookery with two others, I'm guessing they were Broadway and Brooklyn, it looks like them. We're all in one corner of the rookery playing together when three gargoyles come up to us, I can't see them very well, but then again, I must have been just a few weeks out of the egg so my eyesight wasn't that great" Lexington said "one of the three reaches down and picks up Broadway and I can hear them talking but I can't understand what they're saying" After a while they put him back and pick up Brooklyn they continue talking for a while, put him back and then... the attention comes to me. The only words I can understand are wings and web-wing, but not much else"
Hudson was thinking for a moment, he couldn't believe that Lexington remembered that incident, he had been just weeks old when that happened.
One of the gargoyles assigned to the rookery had taken notice of three gargoyles that had forged an early bond with each other and one that seemed odd that she wanted him to look at because she thought he might be somehow deformed and didn't have wings.
Hudson had taken one look at the youngster and nearly busted out laughing, there was nothing wrong with that active little gargoyle, he was just a web-wing.
He told the young female she had nothing to be concerned about, but that she should watch that little one carefully as he was probably going to end up being the source of her headaches until he was old enough to leave the rookery.
"Lexington, I hate to tell you this but that was no ordinary dream, that is a memory of when you were just a few weeks old." he said
"What, you mean that really happened?"
"Aye, lad, I remember that, the gargoyle that was picking up your friends was me, and no your vision probably wasn't all that clear back then. What surprises me is that you remember that far back"
"Me too... why did you come look at us?"
"Well, one of the females tending the rookery came to me with a concern about you and she wanted to know what I thought of the situation." Hudson said "The only problem was she had never seen a web-wing before, she thought you didn't have wings at all and was worried for your future in the clan. Besides, as leader of the clan it was my job to check on the young and make assessments"
"So, there was no problem with me at all?"
"No lad there wasn't, but I seem to recall that you gave that poor lass a fair few frights before you left the rookery." Hudson chuckled
"How did I do that?" Lexington asked "Or do you know?"
"You fancied climbing... on anything that was still long enough for you to get your claws in it, be it a wall, one of your rookery siblings that happened to be larger than you, or a full grown gargoyle it didn't matter to you lad."
Lexington couldn't help chuckle slightly
"So she was afraid I would fall and get hurt" Lexington assumed
"Yes, you liked getting on our heads, you especially liked Goliath's head for reasons we never figured out. We went down to the rookery a couple of times and you would always end up on top of Goliath's head, it was like you were drawn there by some magical force."
The conversation continued for a while until something caught the attention of all the gargoyles present. A small female gargoyle stumbled in, soaked and obviously wounded.
Goliath and Broadway were the first two to get to the female's side as she collapsed unconscious. She barely managed to squeak out a help before she lapsed unconscious.
Elisa arrived a few minutes later to see the group tending to the strange new arrival.
"Goliath, what's going on?" she asked
"We do not know, she came in looking for help and before we could find out more she fainted." Goliath explained
"She isn't fully grown yet, she will get a little larger than she is" Hudson said
The young female was completely white, a bit smaller than Brooklyn and a bit lager than Lexington, but held no resemblance to either, she was round faced and looked a little like Angela, but there were few similarities between the two females. Her snow white mane was pulled back into a single braid that hung down between her wings and the membrane of her wings had a slightly pink hue.
"She's albino..." Elisa observed "... she doesn't have a lot of pigment in her skin thus the white coloring and the pink in her wings has to do with the blood flow, I think, I'm not exactly sure about that part."
"This is extremely unusual... you are more likely to see two web-wings in a single rookery group than one white gargoyle. This be the first one I've seen" Hudson said
"I have never seen a white gargoyle either" Goliath said
The white female began to awaken, her pink eyes opened and she looked around herself in confusion. Her eyes rested on Hudson
"Where am I?" she asked "Old one, are you the leader of the clan?"