Owl Woman Descriptive Writing

"Scatter! I'll help her!" A dark brown tom crept towards the she-cat, the ice splintering beneath him. Having full faith in the tom, PigeonEye fled towards the shore, another warrior close behind. There on the banks of the lake, they panted, exhausted. Both of them hoped for the best as they looked across the lake at the two still in peril. PigeonEye felt guilt overwhelm her as she watched the pair, and that defiance within her vanished. Only an empty fatigue remained, she then wanted to return

In “A Barred Owl,” Wilbur constructs a singsong narrative of two stanzas with three couplets each. This arrangement provides a simple and steady rhythm that echoes the parents’ crooning to their child when she is frightened by “the boom / [o]f an owl’s voice” (1-2). A light-hearted tone is established when they “tell the wakened child that all she heard / [w]as an odd question from a forest bird” (3-4). The parents’ personification of the owl makes it less foreign and intimidating, and therefore alleviates the child’s worry. The interpretation of the hooting as a repetitive and absurd question — “Who cooks for you?” — further makes light of the situation (6). The second stanza introduces a more ominous tone by directly addressing the contrasting purposes words may serve given a speaker’s intention. While they “can make our terror bravely clear,” they “[c]an also thus domesticate a fear” (7-8). This juxtaposition is

She looked at the ground, and her eyes looked left and right and she just nodded. I asked her again if she had been struck how. She said he (her boyfriend) pushed her. (Her boyfriend’s name is Gary Laxson, he owns a tattoo parlor next door to the Cellar Door bar.)

In the excerpt "Owls", by Mary Oliver. Oliver uses vivid imagery to communicate both sides of nature, the light and beauty; and the dark and frightening reality. Both parts terrifying when in excesses, but when each is balanced, they create nature.

Suddenly, her sharp bird ears picked up a small sound. A sniffle, from down the hall. Silently, she turned her wings in that direction and found Reesa sitting in an armchair. Her inner agent relaxed, but noticed that the girl’s face was red and covered in tear tracks. She must have noticed Marya’s bird form flying down the hall, and for some reason began to cry harder.

She dropped to the floor crying in pain whilst blood oozed out of her arm. One of her tears landed on the puddle of blood that was forming and then that gave the Pegasus birth. When all this was happening Pursues step farther had left so Pursues flew on the Pegasus but it didnt go to where he wanted it to. It flew rapidly to the

The man said, “I was following you around, because we didn’t know where we were going. We thought you looked like you knew where you were going. I didn’t mean to scare. Every time I started to approach you to ask you for help, you ran away.”

They spent the whole day together, but when it came time for Sally to go home, she walked and walked for a long time until she realized she was lost. She couldn’t any sign of the cave village, it started getting really late and she had to find somewhere safe to sleep. She had climbed a tall tree that had a hole in it, when she went inside she found an old wise owl staring at her.

Tense, she fixed her eyes upon the clock, listening. There were two winds: the wind in flight, and the wind that pursued. The one sought refuge in the eaves, whimpering, in fear; the other assailed it there, and shook the eaves apart to make it flee again. Once as she listened this first wind sprang inside the room, distraught like a bird that has felt the graze of talons on its wing; while furious the other wind shook the walls…only to return—to return and quake among the feeble eaves, as if in all this dust-mad wilderness it knew no other sanctuary. (Ross, 423)

Front Facing Eyes with high-quality optics which create an abnormally large binocular field of observation which is a sign for increased ethological importance for the use of stereo vision

Athanasia tripped over her shoelace. She was going to be late getting home, and she had to see how her experiment was going. If this worked, she would have it, the secret to eternal life.

Mouth opening ever so slightly, she was overcome with another bout of queasiness and shot to her side, heaving up another revolting mess of warm, thick blood. The makeshift bed she was lying on was somewhat comforting despite the full scale of her symptoms.

Gordon shows Mark his family’s dance mask & briefly describes all of the tradition surrounding it

Gemma stumbled forward and was knocked down again. She clutched at her stomach in a desperate attempt to stop the terrible feeling that she was being ripped apart from the inside out. Giving up on walking, she crawled forward on hands and knees towards the sound of battle.

“You were outside,’ she said. ‘There was an eerie light. You were very pale. There were cobwebs and flies all over you. You were hooting, just like an owl.”