The sparks coming off her were a surprise, one his owl form can't hide as his head reels back just a bit. "Very well. Guess I'll have to wait for that meal then." He says while scratching his face then fixing his posture.

"That still leaves you without a solution to this problem though. On one hand, these feathered upstarts are too stubborn or tough to leave, and on the other you don't want to lay a hand on them. What to do, what to do?..."

A beat.

"You could find tempt them with a better home? There maybe some stock in that."