Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

Just one? The question almost went right over his head in his excitement over his Birdwolf idea, but either way, he didn't get to linger over it for long. Grayday's heart performed some kind of acrobatic feat as the mention of the kids turned Catori from bright and confident to bashful and demure, and he knew - he knew he had a problem. But she was pretty and sweet, and Grayday's heart seemed to be charging ahead of his paws as he closed the distance between them in two short steps, aiming his lick for her cheek this time.

"First we'll take a bath," he agreed, "and then we'll go home."