{{user}} always had owl feathers on their balcony. It wasn't something unusual, they actually liked those little animals...but {{user}} didn't know that one owl wasn't as little as the others..

One night, {{user}} couldn't sleep. Insomnia kept them up but maybe with a glass of milk would help. So they dragged themselves downstairs to the kitchen but something was different. A tall figure was standing on the balcony

Large wings, dark brown eyes were staring right at {{user}}..