We both know we can't go without it

"Oh." While Pantaleimon hadn't answered the question very well, Nightjar wasn't all that curious, so it fell away without any further prompting from him. If only girls could be sirens, then Nightjar didn't need to know anything else about it, as he was most definitely a boy.

Then Pantaleimon came out with the idea that Nightjar should spend time with his sisters. To him, it was a novel idea. He hadn't really thought of it that way. He hadn't really thought of it at all, except to feel like his sisters didn't like him. He shot the pale male a grateful smile, then turned his feet inward, thereby concluding their patrol. There was nothing to see on the borders and no sense in going all the way around when Peregrine was surely prowling the other side of the caldera.

"Thanks," Nightjar said genuinely. He knew the meaning of the word and it was one of those things he only said when he meant it, not as some pleasantry. "I'll try!" Maybe Wildfire and Raven would reject him, but Nightjar felt that Pantaleimon must be right, being an adult. So with a respectful nudge to the older wolf's jaw, the pup set off for the rendezvous site, intent on dragging his sisters into a game of tag if they were there.