raindrops on roses

Just as she had begun to drift off, she felt a sharp tug on her fur and yelped in pain. What had dared to disturb her sleep and comfort and yank her fur?! Autumn jumped up, eyes narrowed and angry. She saw a little owl next to her with a little of her fur in his beak. What the heck?! Do you have no manners?! You better quit messing with me. And if you wanted my fur, you could just asked. I wasn't asleep yet. She growled in annoyance with a roll of her eyes. (Even though she had been pretty much milliseconds away from sleep.) He better be nicer if he was gonna stick around any more time at all.