Rachel walked up the steps of the owlery, huffing and puffing as she finally reached the top. She was just about to sit down and rest before calling Sky, when she suddenly gasped in pain and clutched her head tightly. Looking up, careful not to alleviate the pressure, she frowned as a very angry owl flapped right above her nose.
"I'm so sorry, Sky! I had a lot on mind, you know how it is," she said to him, trying to calm her owl down enough so that he would quit making wind. Making eye contact, she delivered the same message without speaking and ever so slowly, the indignant owl finally stopped flapping its wings and sat himself down on Rachel's right shoulder.
Smiling, she stroked his head with her free hand, already feeling better. The cut wasn't deep, it was just enough to cause pain for the whole day today. Dang it, my owl's way too smart for his own good...
They sat there and talked for at least a couple hours about everything that had been going on in Rachel's life. Once it was dark and the wound had safely sealed itself, she left the owlery, promising to come more ofter. What would I do without him?