Thorntalon remembered what she saw as she walked up to the the camp entrance this evening. It was horrifying. A young chick and hen being carried away by an owl, the two crying to be let go of. They were gone before she could stop the beast. As she remembered the incidence, Thorntalon stood silently with a mile long stare.
StarryNight empathetically sighed and patted her back, "There was nothing you could do." she reassured ThornTalon. "Some things, we just can't control..." she lowered her head as her eyes went glossy.