bluesrat:

I love the way they hold their wings like a cloak around them.  And how they look so stately and solemn, despite the fact that they’re fluffballs and birds standing on one foot basically turn me into a puddle of idiotic goo.

HOW ARE FRICKING OWLS GIVING ME FIC IDEAS.

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