He'd woken up that morning to Aiden nestled down in the curve of his belly, as though he were a giant fluffy nest. He sought to move carefully so as not to disturb her, but the falcon reached over and sleepily preen a tuft of his fur anyway. "We arrrre moving on?" she asked, clacking her beak. He had been resting in this area for a while now, while she healed. It was a good place to recover from the trauma - it was quiet, isolated, and serene, but there was also a very good supply of herbs here, and it had been near enough to the estuary where he had found her that it wasn't too painful for her to be carried this far. "Maybe," he returned. "I was just going to go hunting. How are you feeling?" The falcon tested her wing, stretching it out and spreading the feathers as much as she could before wincing and pulling back in. "Betterrr," she said thoughtfully. "Good to fly perrrhapsss sssoon." Which meant they would have to figure out a way to imp good feathers in to replace where her others had broken, so that she could fly. Tor felt a pang of sadness. He'd come to bond with the bird, even to rely on her keen mind to learn from and for lively conversation. He couldn't go home, but life without her again would be terribly lonely. But neither could he force her to stay with him, even if it were in him to try to force someone to do anything against their will. Shrugging off the gloom, the tall gray wolf smiled down at her. "I'll be back soon with something to eat."
Setting out through the fog, he stalked a covey of partridge, more by scent than sight in the mists here. He crept closer... and in the instant before they broke and scattered into flight he leaped forward to pin one beneath his big paws, jaws snapping to catch a second in flight before it could escape. Immediately dropping the limp form from his mouth he grasped the one beneath his paws to end its struggles as well. He examined them a moment, pleased with his catch. It was too bad partridge weren't really made for flying, they could have used the feathers for Aiden. He picked them both up and turned to begin the jaunt back to where the falcon would be waiting for him.
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