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Furmgoat the Tawny Owl 
Furmgoat flew through the tops of the trees, wonky wings flapping silently. He was searching for the small person to receive his letter, and after a short flight through the forest, he'd FOUND him. Furmy hooted softly as he made his decent, flying wide circles around the boy, in search of a perch.
The small owl settled for a wooden stump by the student, settling on it with one leg out, letter attached. He then proceeded to staaaaaaare down the boy.
"Hoo."
SPOILER!!: Letter
To: Wade Elisabeth-Potter
From: Charely Potter
My son,
I'm not exactly pleased to hear of certain rumours and going ons in the school, so I'm trusting you to respond asap on whether they are true or not. Aside from that, I can't tell you enough how proud I am to hear on your recent accomplishments and your own decision to stay where you cause the least amount of trouble.. and of course, that special girl you have met. I'm looking forward to meeting Indiana when you return, especially before you two try sneaking off to Paris.. Yes, Luc told me. While I can't force you not to go, I do expect to meet with her family so we can discuss your plans even further.
Speaking of special, there is someone I would like you to meet. Her name is Victoria, and I'm sure you two will get along just fine when we pick you up at the end of your term. Alright? Do keep in touch, just because you're of age doesn't excuse you from writing back to your old man.
Love you lots,
Dad
Not waiting for the treats, neither for the boy, Furmy rose up and flew away again. After all, he had so much more work to do!
Wade didn't hold the food out for long, before hearing a distinct hooting noise. He blinked as he looked up towards it.
Merlin, did I just summon a hungry owl? Watching as it circled over him before settling by a stump near him as it stared at him. *Blink*
Well, the cattle hasn't came yet, so Wade then approached the stump, reaching out to remove the letter carefully one handed (he still was holding the cattle food). Oh, yeah, the treats. Wade reached into his pocket to fetch some that he usually gave Herbie-aw the cute owl already flew away. He frowned a bit, it at least deserved some petting. Now he looked at the unopened letter to see it came.. from his dad.
Hmm.. Wade leaned against the fence. It wasn't a howler, so, technically he could read it whenever... Might as well do it now. With one hand used to hold out the cattle food, and the other for the now open letter, Wade rested his elbows against the fence before reading it.