The feeling of standing on a mount that was attached to such a large beast was surreal. Even Isa was a little surprised since she had only seen her family get on such beasts. She had never been allowed to go on them herself as of yet because she had to get older to defend herself. That was just normal thinking since there were more dangerous beasts on the air as well as the land. The wilderness was everywhere.
The moment that the snowfall owl flapped its wing, the entire area was full of fluttering snow crystals. The snowflakes that built up around them were a direct usage of the wind and ice typing that the owl possessed. This was just one reason it was known as the snowfall owl since many people could see the snow it kicked up by flapping its wings naturally.
its good to know that you are always small and there is always something bigger...that way, you can learn to crush those bigger things in to dust