He pumped his wings determinedly as he flew towards the swiftly moving creature that carried the boy he was looking for. He was an owl on a mission, and there was nothing at all that could stop him from delivering this letter, especially since the dog-man who had entrusted it to him had given him such an unmistakable sense of the letter's recipient.

He hoped that this delivery would prove his worth. Perhaps the boy might even give him another letter to carry back to the dog-man, then another and another...

Whatever happened, he would always remember this first letter.

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