Gotcha. Brew a weak tea of elder bark and a hint of sage, leave it on the owls’ perches for a night of calm. For the restless critters, scatter crushed nettles at their spots; it’s like a gentle “stay put” spell. If they keep pacing, maybe the owls need a louder lullaby—throw a tiny bell into the wind. I’ll keep my cauldron ready, just let me know when the moon’s up and I’ll send over a potion that’ll have them singing again.