Blackfoot Forest The owl with the heart of a wolf

The owl's eyes instantly popped open, her fatigue gone as the voice came to her ears.

"Ferdie!" she replied happily. Her voice was less screechy and more refined. As she had been away, she had worked on speaking the wolf language rather than just understanding it. She was pretty decent now. "Long time no see! How has the pack--" her beak hung open as she turned her gaze on Ferdie Von Pelt. "BY GLAUX! Ferdie! You look like you've been to Hagsmire and back! What in Glaux's name happened?!"

Though Ferdie had no idea what Hagsmire was, or no idea who Glaux was, it was an owlish religion, Glaux being the god of all owl kind and Hagsmire being a form of Hell.

She immediately flew down to make sure he wasn't hurting himself too much.