The Edge of the Woods: Listening to Trees
"You're at the St. Margaret's Academy," Barclay said, frowning at this girl, "everywhere is a definite possibility."
Barclay sighed and the frown turned into a glare. "I used my senses to find them. How is absolutely none of your business. I'm not asking about your eggs, am I?"
He pointed to the castle. "So, yes, if you wanna find eggs in the sky, I suggest you try the roof. Last year, there were some stashed up there."