[Amy nods and crouches down by Fiona's side, offering her arm to the owl.] Hop on.
[Conall makes the first move, running up Amy's arm and over her head to settle on her shoulder, leaving the other one free for Fiona. Fiona flutters and settles on Amy's shoulder, her feathers just touching Amy's face and Amy can't resist running a finger over the owl's breast, just to see if the feathers there were as soft as they looked.]
action.
[Conall makes the first move, running up Amy's arm and over her head to settle on her shoulder, leaving the other one free for Fiona. Fiona flutters and settles on Amy's shoulder, her feathers just touching Amy's face and Amy can't resist running a finger over the owl's breast, just to see if the feathers there were as soft as they looked.]