[there would be dialogue in this story:] (When I moved to this new town, I was kind of surprised I was in one of the largest houses here - a 2-story building. However, I was surprised that everyone kept looking at my girlfriend - Emily, who is part owl. She had arm-wings with pitch-black hands, black eyes with yellow sclera, brown hair, tail feathers, and her feet had razor-sharp talons - despite being part owl, however, she lacked a beak or the classic "hoot hoot" of a real owl; but she could still lay eggs. She's sleepy in the morning, but active during the night...a bit *too* active, at that. One night, I was startled awake by some cries coming from the living room - but they weren't from Emily, they were from her recently-hatched son.)