Cricket Creek Bog the monkey and the toucan were there

Phox didn't recognize the voice, but it was a direct call for him and Towhee. He knew that Towhee wouldn't hear it, so it was going to be up to him. He thought it might have been a messenger sent by Niamh, so he veered off from his current course and headed toward it. As he drew closer, Phox noted something oddly familiar in the wolf who stood near the Firebird's claim. He had only spent a month with the Frosthawks last winter, when she'd been an adolescent, but that was definitely Raven's daughter. Those markings were unmistakable.

Bateleur? he half-asked, half-greeted. What brings you all the way up here?