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They played a short game of Marco Polo, then Atticus appeared and strode toward him. Peregrine remained where he was, letting his brother come to him. He managed a small smile and a wave of his tail, though even as their black muzzles bumped, he realized he had quite a lot to tell him. With his relationship with Hawkeye hitting the rocks and Osprey gone after Crete, Atticus was now his closest confidante, alongside Blue Willow.

"A lot, actually," he replied. "We just moved the kids to a rendezvous site yesterday. They're lovin' it." His lips twitched, then fell. "I'm pretty sure you already saw this coming... but Hawkeye and I have separated. I wouldn't say the relationship's totally ruined yet but... I guess evaluating is the word I'd use to describe where I'm at with it?" His eyes found Atticus's. "I feel strangely ambivalent about all of it right now. I'm just trying to put all my energy into keeping the kids happy."