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There it was- the smile on the alpha's case was enough to confirm that he knew the name March Owl, and that Shrike had hit the nail on the head. It was an odd thought, knowing that he was now looking at a cousin of his. He wasn't exactly sure what kind of cousin he was, or how many times removed he was, as he'd never quite grasped that whole family tree business, but Peregrine was family nonetheless. He didn't look much like what March Owl had look like- or what Shrike had been told- apart from having green eyes. But then again, he'd also been told that March Owl's mate, Aether, had been dark-pelted, as had many of wolves in the family before Osprey and March Owl.

Shrike was pleased to hear that March Owl had named one of her children after Osprey- a daughter, though, which caused a smile to come to Shrike's face. He knew, as well, that Peregrine had been named after a wolf of the opposite gender, and he was glad to see that March Owl had chosen to acknowledge her sister. He wanted to ask more about Osprey- both of them- but refrained, as Peregrine sought information first.

"Stellar's Jay Falls." He said. "Osprey founded it, with his mate, Alouette. Lots of stuff had...Happened where he grew up. Kidnapping, maiming, war." He said, reflecting on the fact that Osprey himself had been blinded in one eye, and could hardly walk due to the fact that his feet had been chewed in an effort to keep him from escaping the hostage ordeal. "Still loved March Owl very much. But wanted to see the world a bit, at his own pace. Met Alouette, 'round the time his legs started getting bad." He said. Walking on toes that had been cut short by savage teeth had, naturally, effected the way he walked to the point where his bones and muscles had begun to pain him a great deal. "Had little to no toes...Duno how much you know about that whole thing, him being a hostage and maimed so he couldn't leave. But it pretty near crippled him." Shrike admitted. Had Osprey's legs not been so bad, he often said he would have returned to the Flightless Falcons- but as it was, the trip would have killed him. 

"Set up shop in a nice valley, an' had tonnes of kids and grandkids. Said it was his obligation." Shrike said with a slight smile. "'Parently wanderlust runs in the fam. Went off on my own, wanted to find my own place. Kind of like that I bumped into more family," He said, with a pleased smile.