The wind howled, and two owls perched on a rigid branch, that swayed in the howling winds.
"You know, Vanilla. I think we need a break."
The figure that perched by the owl who spoke shuddered, trying to buy time.
"What do you mean, Truffle?"
Silence engulfed the two before the one called Truffle replied. "It's hard to explain, dear.", he paused, than continued. "Y'know, just a few days of separation from each other."
Vanilla bowed her head solemnly as a wave of sadness overtook the air before lofting into the air, a tear rolling down her cheek, Truffle opened his beak, only managing to sputter a "Wait!", but even that, his friend didn't hear. The dappled snowy blinked tears back, only seeing a speck fly into the horizon. He bowed his head in grief, then lofted into the crisp midnight air.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short!
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