Katerzisme

Damn Owls Hooo…. Hooo… Hoooo… "Da, I would like to know as well." You turned from where you had been helping Finland with working on his Great Grey Owls and looked down the ladder. You blinked in surprise at the sight of the strange man at the bottom of the tree with platinum hair, big purple eyes, a curious aura of death around him, and one of the parent birds on his shoulder, hooting down his ear-hole. You almost slipped down the ladder, until Finland hollered up from the nest above you. "Oh Mr Russia! Hi! We were just checking the nests to see how the vole population is going. There are three chicks, so this family won't be visiting you