Blacktail Deer Plateau different direction

Ty twisted her face into a frown. “I don’t think we should,” she replied, lending an ear to Atticus to hear what he had to say. “He says he doesn’t want to be eaten.” Tytonidae did not think he was dead, either. She wondered why Pura thought he was dead. Maybe because he could not hear him like she did. “Can’t you hear him, Pura?” Of all her siblings, Pura seemed most likely to be able to pick up on his uncle's transmissions.

It was hard to be the only one who could hear Atticus. Nobody else could hear how sad he was. Tytonidae was his only link to the world outside of his own head. She brought him small gifts of food, making sure to bring him different things so he wouldn't get bored.