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IV. Owl (27)
"Stop it. OW!" Frida swatted at her family's barn owl, who was flapping wildly around the thirteen year old's head. "Mooooooother!" The girl raced down the stairs and thundered into the kitchen, closely followed by Muzzy.
"For goodness sakes, Frida. Not in here!" Clara waved her hands, attempting to shoo her daughter and Muzzy out, though Frida had hid under a small table to take cover.
"He's losing it, Mum."
Clara sighed and let Muzzy perch calmly on a chair nearby. "He's just getting old, sweetheart. Perhaps a littl-"
"Insane."
"Mistook your hair for a nest maybe. I probably would."
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