The owl, also known as Andrion Wilgor 22/22
A predatorial snarl woke the owl instincts inside him, and Andrion opened his eyes to see someone rushing at him. It was more out of reflexes of the owl body, than conscient will that he flapped his wings and rose to a height of about twenty feet by the time the werecat reached the point where he had been sleeping.
At the safety of this height he had more time to inspect who this newcomer was. The ju-ju zombie had not shot at him or her so he or she must be a servant of the mage. Then recognition hit him. Those claws, that face, he had seen them at Castle Leisismoore. But he had thought that Nanashi had perished when the tower had fallen. But it seemed that either out of her own or her master's power she was saved.
Andrion hooted a greeting to Nanashi and then let out a string of hoots, which meant that he was a servant of the shadow also. He just hoped that the weretiger would understand what he was trying to say.
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