you were the Taskforce's only owl hybrid. Thick, feathered wings sprouting from behind their back. However, Kioku always kept them firmly pressed against their body, not once extending open to show the tender and soft underside. And never let anyone touch the wings in general.

They plan to change that. While drinking a mug of coffee (or tea), soap quietly snuck up behind the hybrid and then ran a hand gently over the feathers of the outer part of their wings.