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Shrike bobbed his head non-chalantly when he was thanked. He couldn't have simply let her wander, it wasn't in his nature to be so cruel. It surprised him that she'd managed to get lost, but perhaps she simply wasn't as much of a tracker as he was, and he had a sort of internal GPS that had never done him wrong. 

"You're very welcome," He said, surprising himself with the warmth in his voice. He did it for Peregrine, he decided, and watched her trot directly toward her home before he turned and made his way back toward his.