by bee » Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:48 am
A Saw-whet owl stood on the ground, pecking small seeds from the grass. His ambery eyes reflected the light. He heard a rustle, but looked up to see nothing. "Hello?" He cooed. When there was no reply, he continued pecking for seeds. Suddenly a talon wrapped around him and he was drug into the air, and screeched, "SCAAAARRRRREEEE!" Then he heard a churring and he swivled his head back to see a familiar Barn Owl. "HAURON!" He screamed at the owl, biting its talon, making it let go. Then he spread his small wings and flew infront of him. "Splat you, Hauron! You scared me to death!" Hauron, the Barn Owl, blinked, and laughed, "Why, Martin, you've delveloped quite a vocabulary." Martin, the Saw-whet owl, churred softly. "I told you not to do that, Hauron! I'm to small, you just about gave me a heart-attack!" Hauron and him burst into a churring laughter. "You...you should have seen your face! And you screamed!" Wheezed Hauron.
Martin laughed. "Oh, Hauron, you jokster."