Night owl. Stealth flier.
Who needs a plane to fly? Oly
don't need no stinkin' planes!
Another
of Mikkel's favorite forms, and an odd sight in Ireland, to be certain, Oly is a
young male snowy owl with a piercing gaze that sees the very depths of the soul.
Except when he's not, but the less said about certain things, the better. Found
most often near the wildlife sanctuary and rescue center, his taste for mice and
his talent for snatching them off the ground with no warning has made him the
object of many a mother-mouse's warning: go to sleep, children, or the
terrible white ghost-bird will get you! Be good, or the ghost-bird will gobble
you up. Don't go anywhere near the giant birdcage.
Such stories are , of course, highly exaggerated. While it's true that flying silently through the night is one of his favorite pastimes, and he has been known to grab a snack when feeling hungry, he hasn't eaten EVERY bad little mouse. In fact, he hasn't eaten any bad little mouse, or any big mice, either.
As far as he's concerned, they were all pretty good.
