 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
a large Ural owl by the name of Soprano came to the window and hooted. It had a decent-sized package and REALLY it needed a whole bunch of treats for the hard work he had done bringing it here! Even if his owner happened to make it extra light and expand the inside of it, it was still a pretty long way! Also scritches. Soprano wanted those too. He flapped against the window and generally made a ruckus, impatient about being let in.
Inside the box there was a (scented) personal letter from Talia Trent, a paper crown crafted by Mavis Trent (because her daddy had gone away to rule a far off kingdom, and every king needed a special crown, with glitter and sparklies and everything), a picture of a race car drawn by Kale Trent, some chocolate chip and pecan cookies that were charmed to stay warm as if they had come fresh from the oven, a great big banana cake with passionfruit icing, and a few pictures of the three of them clearly taken during the baking process - there was batter in Mavis's hair and Kale was trying to be subtle about licking the spoon.
Soprano, naturally, didn't care about what was in the box he was carrying, he just wanted inside! Treats and scritches please! And then maaaaybe he'd carry something on his way back home. He was a good owl that way.
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