He swallowed hard and looked up as his eyes met with an… owl.
The owl looked ordinary with long white feathers and big eyes that seemed to see through everything.
Its body wasn't large, perhaps only the size of a football, but what put Mikhail on his toes was the feeling he got from it.
'It's like I am standing against something that has been alive for thousands of years….'
He swallowed lightly and the weird feeling vanished like it was never there.
The owl let out a soft sound before it glided through the air and reached where they were.
Ignoring Mikhail, the owl fluttered its wings and sat on Patrick's shoulder.
Mikhail shifted his gaze towards Patrick who was gently petting the owl.
"Your pet?" He asked in a soft voice.
"Yes." Patrick replied with some arrogance in his voice. "His name is Veltam."
'What a mighty name for an owl….'
Mikhail remembered the feeling and clicked his tongue.
