Young Eztli is determined to get in touch with whatever is lurking beyond this world. What she doesn't know is that this dark path will lead her into wild dreams. Her friends are on their way to fun and spooky adventures, and they'll see how far the...
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Their eyes caught sight of a creature perched on an old wooden fence. It was a lechuza, a little owl with gleaming amber eyes and soft, speckled feathers. The old lady among the group reassured them, "No need to worry, it's just a little lechuza. There are many of them around here."
Eztli was enchanted by the sight of the owl. "She's so pretty," she exclaimed, taking hesitant steps toward the fence where the lechuza sat. Peta, , cautioned her, "Leave her alone, she doesn't want to be bothered."
Konane added, "Don't get too close, Eztli. You could make her mad." Rono, agreed with Konane, "Konane is right, you don't want to upset her."
Despite their warnings, Eztli's curiosity drew her closer to the lechuza. The old man, a wise figure in the group, remarked, "It's strange. They usually don't get this close to people." Yet, to everyone's surprise, the lechuza seemed to welcome Etztli's approach, inching closer with a grace that was mesmerizing.
Peta's eyes widened in amazement as she noticed the owl nuzzling against Etztli's outstretched hand. "Look, she likes me," Etztli whispered, her voice filled with wonder. "Her feathers are so soft."
Konane couldn't believe his eyes. "What? How did you do that?" he questioned, his gaze fixed on the unlikely bond forming between them. The lechuza, now comfortable in their presence, spread her wings and took flight, circling Peta as if inviting her to pet her too. With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, Peta reached out, feeling the gentle brush of the owl's feathers against her fingertips.
"I didn't know lechuzas could be this friendly," Peta marveled, a newfound sense of connection blossoming between them.
The lechuza, now at ease with their presence, glided towards Rono and Konane, enticing them to join in the warm moment. As one, the four of them stood together, their hands gently petting the lechuza's head in a united gesture of reverence and reverence towards the mysterious owl.
The old lady observed the scene, wondering at the unlikely friendship that had blossomed between the children and the mysterious owl.
The night being this late the old man reminded them, "It's getting late, kids. You need to be early risers when you leave the rancho." Peta suggested, "Follow me. There are rooms where we can sleep. They're for the family when they come to stay for a few days."
Konane counted, "There are three rooms," Peta reassured them, "One for us, one for you, and Rono. Don't worry, each room has its own separate beds"
As the night grew deeper and the moon ascended higher in the sky, the three children settled into their respective rooms. Eztli found herself thirsty and ventured out to the kitchen to fetch a cup of water. The quiet of the night was suddenly shattered by a strange noise – a turkey was pecking at the window, its silhouette illuminated by the dim moonlight.
