Completely and utterly distressed by the sight of her many owls, frozen and unmoving on the ground, Odette began to feel tears welling up in her eyes. Her babies were always so well-behaved; she couldn't imagine what prompted them to escape! Oh, this was a disaster.
"I - I'm sorry," she hiccuped, beginning to run around a scoop up the smallest of her children. "You see, I'm not very good at magic, and - and I didn't know what to do! Please don't be upset with them. It's my fault," she insisted, not full-on crying at what had occurred outside the shop.
[WC: 100]
"I - I'm sorry," she hiccuped, beginning to run around a scoop up the smallest of her children. "You see, I'm not very good at magic, and - and I didn't know what to do! Please don't be upset with them. It's my fault," she insisted, not full-on crying at what had occurred outside the shop.
[WC: 100]
