#7 - Bone Brigade part four

Arthur was feeling a little tired of running around and fetching ingredients for the bone mend potion, but he thought it would all be worth it when he went to send the potions off. That was, of course, assuming he made the potion correctly but he was pretty sure he had a good idea of how to make it.

Feathers! Arthur hadn't visited the Owlery much, mostly because his uncles found the birds a little unsettling and much preferred the chattering updates Arthur would give over the holidays, when he always went home to see them and his cousins. He reminisced a little bit before wrinkling his nose at the smell of owl poop. That was another reason his letters were monthly, at best.

He looked down on the ground for some feathers, not willing to pluck them off of an owl. They probably shed feathers like his uncles' cat would be shedding hair, or gimuses shedding...something. Did they shed anything? Arthur pondered that as he searched for the final ingredient needed.