The Heartwood passport, please

It's ok!

Many things happened at once the moment he approached the dark figure. He saw another flash of black and white in the air, a bird no less, and as his vibrant eyes flickered upwards to identify said avian, there was a distinct sound. The sound of one object hitting another.

The black wolf winced and had visible tears in her eyes and she let out a moan of pain, which would have given Audrey a flicker of pity had it not been for the accusation she directed his way afterwards.

"Excuse me?" The massive wolf growled, his metaphorical feathers ruffled. "Oh hell no. Look, dear, I was just coming over to say hello. You should direct your anger to that nudnik up there." He gestured his massive head to the trees, where the magpie was sure to be lurking. He had a problem with carrion birds; ravens, crows, magpies. They were a rare nuisance in the cities and his last owner's estates, but out in the wild, they were everywhere. When they weren't a blessing in finding food, they were a curse in that they loved to pick on him because he was heavy and slow.