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No wolf knew what it was to fly, but he didn't feel like bursting Dawn's bubble - or encouraging her to attempt flight. "Seems like it," he agreed, pretending to admire the view of the bypass that their height afforded them. In reality, the valley floor was little more than a colorful smudge between two greyish loaves of stone. Still, it wouldn't do to spoil Dawn's mood.

"I'm Day," he said to Cebra, glad to be able to place a name to her scent, from then on. Her second question, he reserved for Dawn, knowing she was probably bursting to tell Cebra about all her many (and illicit) adventures.