2nd Feather [commentlog]

[morningfeather]

[There's an owl in the Keep. A rather ruffled looking Barn owl, to be specific.

Te Ata had been getting restless on the ground, so she had shifted to her owl form. She had been slightly worried at how long it had taken and the energy it had expended that she had tried to shift back almost immediately.

Rather shocked at being stuck as an owl, Te Ata had gathered up her scattered clothes and hid them away before taking to the sky to scout out the Keep.

Feel free to bug the owl.]

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[Isabella was outside, sitting upon the green with her back toward one of the topiary trees. She was doing a little embroidery upon a black shirt. Perhaps it was a shadow, or catching movement out of the corner of her eye but it most certainly was not the sound that made her look up at the owl.

The half angel has never seen an owl out at this time of day. How curious!]

[morningfeather]

[After a couple minutes, Te Ata catches sight of Isabella down on the green and swoops down to land in the topiary tree she's sitting by.

She hoots at Isabella and tilts her head curiously. She's never seen a human with wings before.]

[halfbrokenwings.livejournal.com]

[Isabella follows the movements of the owl and clearly is surprised that the owl decided to land upon the tree near her.

She finds herself tilting her own head a bit in response to the bird's curious behavior. After a minute of this enjoyable silence, a smile works it's way onto Isa's face.]

Hello, pretty.

[Her voice is soft and low, so not to startle the bird. Talking to animals is a pleasant enough past time. Sometimes, as she's found, they might even talk back!]

[morningfeather]

[Te Ata puffs up slightly in pride before preening her feathers. Isabella can probably tell that she appreciates the compliment.

She edges closer on the branch she's perched before suddenly taking off and fluttering down to land on the grass close to Isabella. Te Ata chirps and watches her intently.]