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I feel the wind through my feathers as i swoop down.  i had just sited a really juicy field mouse, they were one of my favorite meals. That mouse had just met his end. Extending my claws, i catch my helpless pray and i'm off again. Riding on the cool winds of the dark night. I pass by those strange creatures that those two legs always seemed to climb into. It was pretty stupid if you asked me, why get into another creatures mouth if you don't even know if it eats your kind.1

It always amazed me to see those two legs get out of the creatures as if they hadn't even gotten in in the first place. Some didn't come out so lucky. I imagine those strange creatures that they climb into lose themselves,or maybe one of a different tribe entered another's territory. Even so however, those two legs aren't lucky when they charged at one another like a pissed of bull against another.2

Well i couldn't say, i try not to get involved with those two legs. My dinner was trying to escape, i should eat it soon before i lose it.3

Flying to a high branch far away from the two legs and their strange creatures, i set about crushing the field mouse in my claws. After i am satisfied, i gobble it down, the bones, skin, and meat going down my throat with ease. I am far from sated, I shall need to hunt more. A fluter of wings sound from the branch on the opposite of the one i was preached upon.4

Turning my head around, my sharp eyes catch the outline of something preached behind me. I decided to ask who it was.5

"Who, Who" i asked6

"Who." came an answer.7

I sound feminine. "Who."8

Again it came. I was attracted to the sound for some reason.9

I then realized why it attracted me so. It was the sound a female own made when she had found a potential mate.10

"Who" i answered back. It had come. That time when all owls mate. And i needed a mate. Rising in the air, i took of with the female owl. We had hunting to do before the sun finally come up and we go to sleep, just like creatures of the night should.