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He pretty much sympathized with Osprey's confusion on the matter. The Crete of present (or, well, a year ago) did not reconcile with their image of the gentle, mindful brother they'd grown up alongside. Unlike her, Peregrine had some pretty strong opinions on the matter. He didn't bother sharing them in any detail now. It was already pretty clear how he felt and there was no need to sit here and badmouth their absentee brother.

Osprey didn't seem at all skeptical about Pied's gift, though that didn't surprise him somehow. "Yeah. I didn't believe at first... but the evidence was tough to explain way. Not long before she died, she said Mo visited her. Mo and Tyrannus, actually. That's how we found out that they'd passed away, though at the time, she fibbed and said some passerby had told her." His voice grew soft, then he chuckled at her remark. "I'm with you there," Peregrine agreed.

"Hey, I don't mean to change the subject abruptly but do you know any good stories I could hold onto for when the pups get here?" he queried next. "Maybe something hot off the press?" he quipped.