Königtum von die Eule

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Yes? She said as she dusted herself off with her good wing.
 
Jay quickly yet carefully carried Tylisia to the hospital nest, where she was given a calming herb mixture that Nurse Netricia, the nurse maid snake at the hospital nest, had made. It made Tylisia sleepy and relaxed; she was still dizzy and a little confused because of the strike from the Pure One, but Nurse Hoperich said she would be fine. Jay sighed with relief as he stood guard nearby Tylisia. She slept in a soft pile of downy feathers, with Jay always keeping an eye on her nearby the whole entire time. He didn't dare leave her side once, not even to catch his midnight snack with his owl friends. The only thing he did besides stand by her while she recovered was busy himself by helping out around the nest; re-fluffing the downy feather piles, fetching fresh water for patients, and any other tasks he could do to help. But never, not once, did he wander far out of sight of Tylisia. For some odd reason, he felt as though it was his responsibility to watch over her. He didn't need to, but something deep down in his gizzard told him he was suppose to.
 
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Sanga looked over the owlet and decided to take it to the hospital nest because of an inury the Pure One had made.
 
"Ah, what do we have here?" Nurse Hoperich greeted Sanga and the tiny Barn Owlet when they arrived at the hospital nest.
 
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"She was dropped into a clearing by a Pure One, it seems to have made a scratch on her." Sanga pointed to the small gash on the owlets wing. "PeeppeeppeeppeepSCREEEEEEEEEEpeepeeppeeep..."
 
"Oh my, the poor dear!" Nurse Netricia said as she slithered over to examin the distressed owlet. "There, there, little one. We'll have that wing fixed in no time."
"Do you know where he (she?) came from? Or who his (her?) parents are?" Nurse Hoperich asked Sanga.
 
(is the owlet a girl or a boy? lol
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"Well, then we must first take care of her and then bring her to the owl council; they'll have better luck figuring out where she came from, and if they cannot, we have a very good system of foster mother owls available." Nurse Hoperich explained as Nurse Netricia craddled the owlet gently with her twirled, scaly tail. She slithered over to a pile of downy feathers and placed her in them. Then, she fed the hungry owlet several pieces of fresh meat.
 
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