Instead it was two tiny owlets, their downy feathers fluffed against the cold. They peered up at him with wide, unblinking eyes, their small, round bodies trembling slightly. Jeremy’s heart swelled with both relief and wonder.
Gently, Jeremy scooped the owlets into a warm blanket, cradling them against his chest. He hurried inside, mindful of their delicate state, and set them down in a cozy box near the fireplace, where the warmth would help revive them.