A scruffy, dirty owl limped up. Its eyes were saggy, looking like she hadn't slept in a week. Her feathers were filthy, and there were patches of missing feathers all over her body. Despite her scruffy condition there appeared to be no injuries besides her left wing, which was in an awkward position. "Hello?" She said weakly, her voice hoarse.
A low growl answered her from the bushes, and two cool yellow eyes peered out at her "Whos there?"