Katsura walked along the path of East Eden, having just gotten done running some errands. Normally, he'd just take the quickest route possible back home, not really liking the sun. But since today was such a nice day, he felt like taking the scenic route through East Eden to Backlight.
As he strolled along, he saw what appeared to be a sort of bird attempting to, by the looks of it, pluck out a fish. The bird had been unsuccessful so far, seeing as how it kept making repeated attempts to do so.
He couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the sight, deciding to get a closer look without getting splashed.
As he did so, he thought about his daughter.
By now, she'd have remarked about the "silly birdie" as she probably would have said in her own words. The thought made him recall something else as well...
They had been at a duck pond, eating lunch, which was a sandwich and a bottle of water (he remembered vaguely that it was from a Metro restaurant, and that hers had lettuce in it, but he couldn't recall what else).
"Dad, can we feed the ducks?" She asked him with curious, hopeful eyes. She had seen them flock over to some crumbs he had thrown them earlier, and thought it was both funny, and cute.
"Sure we can, sweetie." he said, smiling as he nodded. She made a happy face, and he saw her smile, something she had inherited from her mother, one of the things he remembered falling in love with her mother for.
She then proceeded to tear off a corner of the sandwich, and throw it to the ducks.
The resulting fracas in the pond caused them both to be splashed, soaking their lunch completely, and forcing them to go home early.
His wife had chewed them both out good for that one afterwards.
He chuckled again at the memory, remembering to get far away enough to not get soaked in the dive-bomb. This was one of his suits that he'd like not to get soaked in, thank you very much.
Upon closer examination, the bird turned out to be an owl.
That definitely caught his eye. Owls were typically night creatures, not daytime hunters, and the only owl he could think of that was naturally white was a Snow Owl (other than albinos, that is, but he seriously doubted an albino owl would be out in open sun like this).
Which begged several questions, to be honest, but the one that was mainly on his mind was...
"Where's the owner?" he muttered to himself quietly as he began to look around. Seriously. This has to have been someone's exotic pet, because if it was a zoo animal that had escaped, he wouldn't have been able to get to the park this easily (if it turned out to be the latter, he would have to wonder just what had happened).