Originally Posted by Mangig the Scops Owl

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The tiny owl had pinged his way up the hallway, bouncing back and forth between the walls and leaving a trail of confused people in his wake, only to be stopped by the door of the hospital wing being closed.

He was an impatient owl. Those two minutes had been the longest two minutes of his owly little life.

But finally, some student had opened the door, and he'd flown through that one and directly into the next, managing to make it inside just before some kid who was leaving could snap it shut.

Luckily his feathers were unscathed.

Now, the tiny owl circled the office in a frenzy, head turning as he flew so he could stare at the woman who was supposed to be taking the letter and package off his leg.

If she could. Mangig hadn't seemed to quite have grasped the idea that people had to catch him to do that.