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As Peregrine told him about his extension of the family, Shrike tried to envision the whole family together. From what he gathered, March Owl had been quite a whirlwind, so he envisioned that most of her children had been, as well. Osprey's, on the other hand, had mostly garnished his gentle, docile and family-oriented disposition, save for Shrike who'd always been a bit cooler and more distant. He could easily see some of his siblings becoming fast friends with Peregrine and their other cousins, especially his brothers who were sociable, talkative and, in general, easy to get along with. Shrike was well aware that he was a bit of an oddball; not quite as friendly as the others, though it wasn't because he was a misanthropist. He simply liked his space. 

He was a bit thrown back when Peregrine shifted the conversation to him, and wasn't sure what to say. His silvery ears flicked this way and that as he considered the question, obviously slightly anxious about having to speak about himself. Talking about his family was one thing- he had plenty of good things o say about his family...But switching the topic to himself was another deal altogether. Fortunately, his first questions were fairly easy to answer. The dreams and hopes one, however, stumped him. 

"Good scout," He answered, returning by default to his clipped manner of speaking. "Guardian. Traveller." He said, listing some of his strongest assets. "Don't...Know, for dreams. And stuff." He confessed. "Wannabe in a pack. Working, helping." Naturally, Shrike did not mention leading as it wasn't in his nature to be an alpha- a beta, he could manage, as long as he was still in a supportive role. "Family, someday, maybe." He said, though truth be told, he didn't really envision that for himself, either.