Checking on Fang *Open*

[icymorpher]

The familiar hooting of owls filled the Mihael's ears as she pushed open the door to the owlery. She looked around with hazel eyes, searching for her pet. A hawk should have not been that hard to pick out from all the other owls. She finally set eyes on him and made her way across the room to him. "Fang." She called to him from the perches above. The tips of her fangs showed slightly as he acknowledged that he had heard her and stretched his wings wide, readying for take off. He leaped from where he sat and glided down to meet her, landing on her shoulder lightly.

The bright sun filtered in from the many windows, reflecting off his dark color and brilliant red tail. She stood there absentmindedly stroking his feathers while she contemplated weather of not to send a letter to home or now. While she was lost in her own thoughts, the door had opened behind her and someone else had entered to Owlery. Allison failed to notice the new occupant in the small circular room.

[lucien]

Rarely made it past the doors on their swinging hinges- unsettled him, somewhat, somehow, to have put it into words. Still, he shrugged it off to listen to his shadow’s steps behind him as it ascended the rough stone steps.

It was late morning, and the sunlight curved its way towards the flickering darkness of the stairwell long before he reached the top- and it being a free morning, distant shouts and laughter reached the circular tower. The paper envelope seemed to weigh uncommonly heavy; its parchment leaning against the fabric of his shirt.

Pushing open the door, he noticed an occupant already standing on the straw strewn floor, an owl to her shoulder. Adverting his eyes, he scanned the perches for his own owl, dust from the rafters spiralling into his hair.

Be beckoned with a long finger to the owl amidst the others, sliding a hand beneath his robes to retrieve the letter that carried such things he could not quite possess.

[OOC: Tired. Not the usual length posts. ]