The Tangle but if this changed your life did you have one before

this time she does not back away, and caw is free to jab his nose all over the collar, ears twitching as he snuffles at it, combing his mind to try and remember exactly where he has scented the strange stale alien smell clinging to it before. back in his old pack -- with crow -- there was a lot to see. and one of them -- one of them was the giant black path and the things that would roar across it, like huge silver bears but much faster than caw had ever seen bears run. and sometimes they would pause and these strange animals would pour out and chatter at each other and flash bright lights in caw's direction.

caw had found it interesting the first few times, especially since when he'd gotten close to them they'd scatter and run like a herd of deer and go back to the beasts they'd come out of. after that the flashing lights had just been irritating. but they'd left scents behind them and he didn't remember them all that well, not perfectly, but this -- this is, he thinks, similar.

he snuffs at it some more as she explains about a big bird, and falling asleep, and caw doesn't know anything about that, but. he wags his tail excitedly, ears flicking back and forth, and then blinks up at her, still probably far too close for comfort as his muzzle is a scant inch or so from her neck. "big bird!" he repeats, eager now to share his knowledge about this thing. "silver bird? did flash?"