Big Salmon Lake Sharknado

When a raven came to land on the youngster's back, Peregrine's hackles bristled. But she didn't shoo away the bird, so his mistrustful disgust shifted from the raven (or crow?) to the child instead. What wolf would tolerate that sort of thing? Even with his family's special naming convention, Peregrine would never stand for a bird using him as a roost. He didn't like it.

"I can see that," he murmured in response to her remark. "Was it one of them that did that to your eye?" he wondered, half-joking. Before she could answer, he added, "What is your pack called? And what are you called? My name is Perry." She wasn't so young that she would have a tough time pronouncing his full name but something about her sylphlike appearance was making him soften, despite her strange relationship with the blackbirds. It helped that he had daughters around her age back home.