Kintla Flatlands It should be really easy

So, to the warren they would go. Ty urged her new friend along once more, trotting at an even pace so they could get there. At least, Tytonidae thought she was going in the right direction. She could have sworn they were much closer than this.

Unlike her (wicked) step-mother, Tytonidae listened carefully to every word that was said, even the mumbled ones. So when her new companion went on about monsters and soul-takers, Ty stopped short and her face filled with concern. “What monsters?” she asked, her voice a tremor. “Why would they take your soul?” Tytonidae had many friends (although they had become more scarce lately), though she had never seen any monsters. Her friends were all nice to her, and she did not think they would ever try and take her soul or keep food from her.