Tylisia awoke with a startle. Her large eyes darted around, searching through the darkness and listening carefully as she sat on a branch in a fir tree. All the young owls around her were fast asleep. An older adviser owl or two were awake, taking turns on the night shift to watch guard over them, just in case. She could have sworn on her gizzard that she heard something...Something fare away and urgent-sounding. She looked at the adviser owl who was awake; it seemed as though he had heard it as well. His eyes were wide and alert, and he was looking in a particular direction; the direction seemed to be pointing towards the kingdom. Tylisia shivered, feeling confused, unsure, and alert.