Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-39764794-20191206185329/@comment-44390494-20191207215434

Her owl, Arctic, let out a loud SQUEAK from his cage at her feet, signaling he wanted to stretch out his wings.

Harriet sighed, offering him a sad smile. "We'll be there soon enough," she whispered towards him, slipping a finger through the golden bars and brushing it against his soft feathers.