“What, what,” the two owls said in tandem.
The mask turned and ran, disappearing out a door that let in starlight. The two owls looked at each other.
“How can you stand being covered in feathers all the time?”
The other owl blinked slowly, holding its eyes closed for a moment. “Do you know why he was after us?”
“Probably jealous of our ability to swallow a mouse whole.” The owl paused and flew toward the door. “We can do that, right?”
“It becomes difficult to come up with a plan if we don’t understand the obstacles in our way, Quill.”
The other owl spun around three times on the floor and then there was a pirate Quill again. “You know what’s difficult? Opening a door as a bird.” He opened the door and took a deep breath of the dark air. “Still time until sun up to catch more stories.”
Percy flew and perched on his shoulder. “Lose the pirate outfit.”
Quill rubbed his bald head and smiled. “Just a little bit more pirate, then I’ll change, I promise.”
They walked away from the building, looking for more stories.
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