Chicken feathers? I think not!

At first the youngster hesitated to take a bite, the bird had declined and the wolf had offered the fish, so that meant it was all for him. My! How quick does a night change its course. He had been out for an evening stroll,just stumbled into a quite peculiar pair and got free food?!

He gave a little melodious squeak, and dug in, ripping the fish's tender skin back and picking at its soft pink flesh. Ah! heaven in a scaly package. He heard murmuring and chirping, but he didn't really pay attention to the other two conversation -or charade game considering the owl could not speak.

waa love them