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astrid hofferson

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So...

Has anyone bothered checking out the Owlery lately?

You might want to do that.

Are you in the Owlery?

Nah, but I was. Dave came and got me.

Now I'm wearing pants. Pants are stupid.

So you're... Dave's...

Owl?

Yup.

[You'll notice his voice is higher than Dave's, but with much of the same inflection.]

He calls me Sprite. What are you called?

I'm called Astrid.

...So do you know why you're not an owl anymore?

Astrid? You're Stormfly's whoman, aren't you? One of the green ones.

...Nope. Whomans are the ones with magic, not us.

Green? Oh, you mean because I'm in Slytherin? Yeah. And that's right. Stormfly's my owl. She is -- was -- a tawny fish owl. She okay?

True. I wonder what's going on.

She's fine. I'm surprised you didn't recognize her when you went up to the owlery. You should go get her. These bigger bodies make it pretty cramped up there.

Don't put pants on her, though. Pants are cruel.

I was startled, okay?

I'll come get her.

Whoa, calm your tail feathers. Dave mentioned it was maybe a little weird to walk into a room full of naked people.
Right before he shoved his robe at me and told me to cover up my geoduck before child protective services showed up.

...I don't understand.

That's... Dave being Dave. But he has a point.

But we never wear clothes.

...For that matter, man humans have a lot of weird sticky-outy bits.

I'm not discussing this with an owl.

Fine, I'll go ask Dave what this dangly part is called.

Yeah, you do that.

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