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Zachaël could hear the flutter of wings before Waful had even left his perch. Subtilty was not a trait that the snowy owl particularly excelled in and the curly haired man adored him all the more for it. Though he was briefly distracted by the young girl's inquiry about his pieces and, unfortunately, before he had the chance to respond that every wax seal stamp and custom woodwork she saw from where she stood was his own handiwork...Waful was make a proper spectacle of himself.
Right on cue.
Zachaël brilliant blue eyes twinkled in fondness as he watched the owl swoop and glide all the way to a stop on the front desk. "Yes yes, very nicely done you," the man mused while patting the pockets of his trousers and blazer for the little bag of treats and offered one to the nipping owl. "Years of practice and a keen ear," he replied, doubling back to address the question about the whistle. "I was never cut out for the Frog Choir. My ear better trained for other purposes." And mimicking bird chirps and whistles had been a particular pastime of his. "I believe you can. Gentle and slow now. Use the back of one finger and gently stroke downwards on his breast here...just like this." Which meant, of course, he would demonstrate. "Always downwards. Stroke upwards and you'll be agitating his feathers and he won't take too kindly to that." He nodded his head to the boy to go on. "You're welcome to as well after he has had a turn. One at a time so as not to over stimulate."
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