Swiftcurrent Creek nightmares on wax

Aryn floated down near the only wolf she knew- Ferdie. She gave an affectionate coo at him and patted the side of his leg with her wing, awkwardly bowing twice as a sign of hello. She stood silent, waiting for what happens next.

She zoned in on Bones, which seemed to be the spotlight of the moment. The owl tilted her head upside down, with her eyes on bottom and her beak on top, curious.