Instead, it was two tiny owlets, their downy feathers fluffed against the cold. They looked up at him, their small bodies trembling in the cold. Jeremy felt a sense of relief.
Gently, Jeremy scooped the owlets into a warm blanket, cradling them against his chest. He hurried inside, mindful of their delicate state, and set them down in a cozy box near the fireplace, where the warmth would help revive them.