She closed her eyes, trying to remember exactly what she had seen. Blood and feathers. "I heard him screeching when I was at the bottom of the stairs. I heard him... fighting." she remembered.

She pressed her hands against her closed eyes. "No one was there, I think... I mean... the shadows... the shadows were weird, moving. And Milo was in the middle of the owlery, on the ground and bleeding, still screaming but I didn't see anyone go out." She hadn't thought of how weird that had been until she talked it out with someone.