Too many owls on NC made the Owl God very angry !

Warm thanks to Gazelli for the feedback and help on the inpainting/additive prompt.

From ancient times of myth and lore, The Owl God wakes to earth once more, His fury fierce, his rage untold, As he beholds a sight so bold.

For in this land, called the NC, Owls are caged, in cups they be, Their freedom lost, their spirits crushed, Their wildness tamed, their hearts are hushed.

The Owl God's eyes, like fiery coals, Blaze with anger, like his old soul, His voice echoes throughout the land, A warning call, so loud and grand.

"Release my kin, or face my wrath, I'll tear down cities, lands in my path, For these creatures they're wild and free, Not trinkets kept in teacups, see."

So heed his warning, artists of NC, And set the owls, those birds of glee, Back to their homes in great outdoors, Where they'll fly free, and sing their roars.