journal entry; first day of owlets

[enflame]

⇢ sender: Emil Västerström
⇢ to: Everyone
⇢ subject: Journal text

❰ not one to be on the up and up in a place where he feels that fully integrating is still a form of treason, the whole deal with owls and santa claus has totally gone over emil's head. he stays in his tree house, goes out to enjoy himself from time to time, comes back and that's that.

unluckily enough for him, he's chosen a day of owlet extravaganza to go outside and get fresh air. reclining against the base of a tree not too far from the one he calls home, everything is uneventful. no huge bugs, the weather is mild as far as he's concerned. there's no noise— well, actually, hold that thought. there is a high-pitched sound off in the distance, but no matter. the closer it gets, the more his aggravation shifts from being underlying to obvious, especially if the crease in his brow is any indication. but the time it finally gets close enough to be within sight line, the smell of burnt ground becomes more apparent.

the sight he sees: a small owlet, screeching and running, flapping like mad while every beat of its wings pushes a cloud of fire forward. the bird veers close enough to emil that he has to tuck in his legs to avoid his shoes being burnt.

what...was that? did he miss a memo?? is this just another thing that happens here??? ❱

A bird just tried to set me on fire ?

Comments

[lethechained]

[ Mentally making note to ask Emil how to properly torch a tree for her own future reference, Naminé's primary focus is being relieved that nothing's been going worse. ]

It might be because it's only a baby. The eggs have just recently started hatching.

[ At the most inconvenient possible time, of course, because when else would it happen? ]

But I'm pretty sure their mother would do a better job.

[ So it's. Probably better not to make her mad. ]

Do you think you can get it to follow you?
Safely, that is.

[enflame]

Baby or not, I don't want the responsibility of this little thing to be my problem! How does a mother owl lose her eggs in the first place? Don't they have nests for a reason?

❰ he would like to speak to the person in charge about how nonsensical this all is...but alas, unlike asgard, there are none. ❱

Maybe I can try? If I can get it to stay close to me in the first place, anyway. How do you entertain an owl?

[lethechained]

I'm not sure that they were lost. From what I heard, she sounded pretty upset.
I don't think she was being careless.

[ Which suggests they might have been stolen, if Mama Owl was that focused on them. As for the matter of entertaining the owlets in question... ]

I'm still trying to figure that out myself.

[ With little success, honestly. A beat. ]

Birds like to make music, don't they?
Can you sing?

[enflame]

Oh, was there some explanation about this? I didn't receive a letter, so I wouldn't know.

❰ he doesn't get out much, in all honesty. any big happenings that go on, he simply has to go with the flow and hope it's self-explanatory. ❱

Singing isn't my forte at all. I can play the piano somewhat but regrettably I don't have one handy.

❰ which is sarcastic, probably not coming across so well in written form. ❱

[lethechained]

Sort of. I didn't get one either, but some other people were talking about it.

[ Word of mouth, and all that. Naminé's a bit of a homebody herself, but she does like to keep her finger on the pulse, as it were. Whether or not she processes the sarcasm is equally hard to tell via text, but, ]

I'd be very surprised if you did. That would have made it pretty hard to run away.

[ Super strength might technically be a bit of thing in places like this, but. Still. Hard to picture Emil wandering around at random with a piano on his person. Anyway, ]

I don't know if you have to be good at it.
The singing, that is.
But then again I don't know if it would work, either.