Blackfeather Woods By the power of Glaux

Not long after her annoying hooting had begun, she heard some rustling on the earth down below. Had she done it? She hopped from branch to branch, careful not to fall like a dumb little owlet. As she was on one of the lower branches, she heard a snapping voice all the way from down below. Teehee, she had awoken one! With her big round eyes she spotted the creature that didn't look all too happy. It was enough to tell the barn owl that these creatures slept at night and were active in the day. Huh, weird. Who wouldn't want to be out at night?

Hello, sleepy creature. She hooted softly. I came here to learn about you and the others with the sharp teeth. She hooted again, tucking her head in to prevent the cold winter air from hugging her under her feathers.