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Ulmuka had been sulking. It was very out of the ordinary for him, but he hadn't been feeling quite himself lately. After the incidents with the horsemen and Insanity, he'd withdrawn and begun to feel strange... feelings that he wasn't accustomed to. Even his father had contacted him and asked him to come home since the young strix was due for his yearly break.

He currently was perched in one of the larger trees on campus. it was right at the edge of the forest, on the fringes of a clearing. The branch on either side of him was lined with minipets. Corrividus, Orly, Churrpups, all gathered around him unusually. The strix felt more at peace when he didn't have to think about normal things. Just being a beast was best for him, hunting and flying and enjoying the air.

The strix pulled apart some medium size creature he'd caught. The food was spread out, handed carefully along the lines of bird-minis as he shared his kill generously.

Ulmuka carefully continued to pass out his meal. At some point in the chain a corrividus got riled, flapping and cawing at the Treat that had somehow decided that it wanted to also get some free food. The treat hissed and spat, paws clawing, and the Corrividus flapped and scratched. Suddenly both were stopped by a rumbling 'HOOOOOOO' and the intervention of a giant wing, the tip of which dipped in between and swept both of them from the branch while simultaneously not disturbing the birds around them. The squabbling minis fluttered back to the branch again, keeping their dislike restrained and rejoining the shared dinner.

Ulmuka was down to his last few scraps, the largest of which would be for himself. While leaning to peck off a large chunk of meat his head turned around to peer at the newcomer, an owl by the looks of it. His beak cracked, if he'd had a mouth it would have been a smile.

"Helloooooo.. " His voice held a animalistic reverberation.

"OOooooooo!" He perked when she spoke back, head darting upwards and tilting sideways. "Yoou talk?" His beack clacked excitedly. He tossed the remained of his kill with a talon and the minis all hurriedly flew off for it, their screeching and squawking moving towards the ground a few yards away.

The strix hopped along the now clear branch and it bobbed under his sheer size. "Student mayybe? Reaper friend?" His own voice seemed more to project from his throat since he lacked the lips to pronunciate.

"A pleasure, Endzela!!" He hopped closer, his wings extending and waist tilting in as much of a bow as he could muster in this form.

"Kettil?" His head tilted the other way. "Oooooh! Can you lead me to him? I'd like to ahhh.. haaa.. apologize." He made a thoughtful sound, a hum, that vibrated from his throat, the feathers shaking.

"We met not long ago."

Ulmuka followed behind, pulling up to the owl beside her after a moment. "I do not often meet other oooowls." He commented. "Mostly minis. It is a true pleasure!"

The strix followed dutifully, massive compared to the familiar, with wide slightly glowing yellow eyes.

Ulmuka landed in the grass, stumbling without something to perch on but he made it alright. He shuffled in the grass while his wings settled. "Greetings!" He was roughly six feet tall but appeared to be an owl of indeterminate species and a jagged black beak. His pupils were also slitted instead of round which clearly marked him as odd if everything else hadn't already.

"Greetings Mr. Kettil.." The owl bowed slightly. "My name is Ulmuka and I am afraid I need to apologize to you for my behavior the last time we met." Apparently Ulmuka was very direct, no-nonsense, for his apologies. "I attacked you during the events with the horsemen's islands."

Muka reached out as a wing and as he did his body transformed. It wasn't seamless at all, parts of his body shrinking down in strange places at different times. There was a sound of muscles stretching and bones popping but in moments a grinning boil in very stylish, tailored clothes was shaking Kettil's hand carefully. He had rather dangerous looking talons on the ends of his fingers and he was very conscious of using his hands.

His wings rustled and settled on his back. "No trouble Miss Endzela." His voice no longer held it's monstrous tremble. It was high pitched, a combination of screeching and hooting, and his words often hissed through his dangerous looking teeth. "I very much enjoy meeting new friends!"

"I've had a rough week since the island." He giggled, which was odd, but always seemed on the edge of the giggles when he spoke.

Ulmuka giggled at the compliment and bowed again to the owl.

"Yes I was enjoying myself." His head bobbled. "It's... unfortunate." It was actually terrible but the strix was not very good with emotions. His wings resettled. "The ahh.. Insanity was quite a bit of trouble. You fared alright?" He noted that Kettil looked fine but he knew that others had it worse. It was awkward trying to talk about such a horrific situation. Especially one in which a student died.