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Charon was pleased when Shiv said that he was a good student. He'd actually learned a thing or two from the bird, which, considering he'd always thought that birds were priviledged — for being able to fly — but pretty dumb, was rather a surprise to Charon. The youth looked forward to seeing Shiv another time, if there'd be one.

Shiv sadly didn't live here in the Bay, but in a place called the Heartwood, which in turn was in a place called the Flatlands. Charon had no clue where it was, which squelched his enthusiasm a little. Why did all the cool wolves — and birds — live so far away? "Oh," he said, unable to conceal his disappointment. "Is that far? I haven't been very far from the Bay yet. But maybe you could come visit again sometime? Or I could ask Ragnar and Thistle if they'll take me sometime." There was a smidgeon of hope in his voice, even though he wasn't entirely sure why he wanted to see the bird again. Maybe because amongst all the non-cool birds, having a cool bird as a friend seemed pretty... well, cool.