Blackfeather Woods By the power of Glaux

For anyone who wants a little wisdom from an owl :) Short post because writer's block.

Tikoto flew silently through the dark woods, her eyes scanning her surroundings. She knew there were inhabitants, big creatures with a lot of teeth, but she couldn't resist the urge to fly through here. She needed a new nest, and the woods were the perfect place. As she flew, as silent as the night, she spotted a big tree with an opening and a thick branch right in front of it. It reminded her of home. Not her home in the Great Tree, but the home where she had left her little brother to die.

She landed, her talons gripping the branch, and tuck in her brown-and gray wings. It was so quiet here at night. Were the big creatures not active when the moon lit up the yonder? She hooted, first soft but it quickly changed into an annoyingly, loud hoot. She wanted to wake the things that lived here up, and flying to the ground to pick their ears or something didn't seem like a great idea. She hooted, and hooted, waiting for one of the creatures to wake up from their slumber. Perhaps they weren't as scary as they looked.