Michelle Haupt

The Owlet's Reflections

Lispy surveyed his surrounding area, as the moonlight caught a glimpse of his white feathered body. Lisby lived in a tall oak forest, with a river trickling past. He lived in what should have been his paradise and his forest usually had a thick blanket of snow covering the landscape and tree tops. Lispy’s stomach grumbled. He must scavenge for food. His eyes darted from tree to tree, trying to spot easy prey, and this led him to a mouse in the distance. In one foul swoop, he took the mouse and brought it back to his tall oak tree. The next night, Lispy was trying to catch fish. He wanted to be recognised as a fierce bird, who should not be reckoned with…a creature to be reckoned with when passing through his forest.