Honeyed Pasture feel right

The dumb owl flew past him once again, laughing it's stupid head off, and Dune snapped at the air. He missed (again, of course), and the big-eyed flapping creature cackled at his inability to catch him. At least it sounded like laughing. That stupid owl thought everything was hilarious. Or maybe that was the only sound it could make... but Dune doubted that. What sort of advantage would that give?

He was wholly unaware of the lingering, watching wolf on the rise, too intent on getting home (and too bothered by his avian "companion"). Dune's eyes were locked on home, and he was already thinking of Gannet, Corinna, Charon, Amekaze, Hydra, and the rest. Plans had been stewing in his thoughts for a few days now, and he was ready to bring them straight to Charon and Ame.