"I have known Ngaule since I was a cub. It was her who brought us together, to keep you out of trouble."
A smirk. Yes Ciro, you were and (probably) still are quite skilled at attracting trouble.
"I think they will forgive a short time. I suggest we not keep them waiting long though, I don't think we will like it if they have to come looking for us."
The raven fluttered to his old perch in the den, the ledge that he had once called home. A click of his beak, he had left it more of a mess than he thought, purple and gray feathers everywhere. A smile as he gathered the feathers around himself, burrowing him face into a few purple feathers as he thought of Saki.
Wait, what was--a feather unlike the others caught his attention, a soft white feather with a hint of yellow. Where had this come from? Neither he nor Saki had feathers like this, had another bird taken to the abandoned den? No, there was something familiar about this feather, as if he should know who it belonged to. The vision he had seen when he looked into Kristanf's eyes...
"Gwen?"
Had she been here? Had Ciro known her?
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