The twins were taken aback. They both looked her over and then to themselves.
"Very well. Lord Martin will just see the flea bag out himself." And as they both sneered down at the young woman, one added, "We'll leave you then. The master will be in to see you soon."
And outside of the little caravan car they left, with Night pressing into Owlet as his tail swished back and forth.
A noise outside the window indicated Lord Martin was in fact very close, and the sound of a chain clattering could be heard as he was guiding Ravin to his cage. Night had been fast approaching, but their silhouettes were evident now by the moonlight, and with an echoing clank, Ravin was sealed into his cage and Lord Martin, grunting with a huff as he went about securing the lock.
He said something to Ravin, but at the distance Owlet was, it could not be heard. Then he moved away and towards his private room, his heavy foot falls evident before he paused and swung open the door.