Your owls have such negative representations in your literature. Rulers of the night, all knowing all seeing, even in the dark. Fly silently, hunt at night. You may think them wise, but you treat them as untamable harbingers of death! We see them as only wise, noble and to be deeply trusted. In our dimension, our owls are called 'honey noctua’. In the same way you have smoke rising from the chimney in your Vatican City marking a change of leader, many planets we have visited have a similar tradition. The tradition of power passing from one king or queen to another. Their transition period has the honey noctua perch upon the 'flame of the future', protecting it until it is lit. They guard and watch over the crown itself as you can see and all of the kingdoms gemstones. The Parliament Of Long Eared Owls are always impartial and respect all monarchs. They are fiercely loyal to them, old and new. Unsteady lies the crown in deceit and betrayal. When the kings are murdered, the gold will fall. Another fallen crown, dangling on the blade. As The Parliament Of Long Eared Owls say, “Rex non potest peccary” (the king can do no wrong).