The widow was relaxing, looking after the younger Owlets before looking up and seeing the loner just sitting on the stairs watching everyone while drawing something. She walked over to them and sat next to them

🐦‍⬛: "Hello there Owlet what are you drawing dear."

She asks in a gentle voice, trying not to startle the lonely Owlet as she gently pets their head, gently wanting to make sure they feel safe with her.