Matthew imitated should he be fed too and awkwardly hopped down her arm and flapped down, and landed and hooted rhythmically, as if he was just another hungry owl waiting for treats. He sighed a proceeded to just walk along instead of flying and waggled along beside her. He hummed to himself which came out as a soft, musical screeching.
Olive giggled as she watched the owl hop down beside her. She smiled down at him as she listened to the soft sounds coming from him as he walked along. âI suppose youâll be wanting to eat as well? Thatâs fine then.âÂ
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