Pirqua

The peregrine falcon landed on the branch of a fallen cedar before giving a loud, sharp cry. Hydras had sent her on a mission.

Sweetclover & Phelan

Knowing Pirqua as an ally, Sweetclover padded briskly towards the bird with a smile, "Hello Pirqua; do you have any news?" From all appearances, it didn't seem that the bird was frantic to relay some important thing- it seemed more casual this time, hence Sweetclover's nonchalant attitude.

Phelan was close behind his sister, head up but tail low. Around her, he found strength and confidence that he lacked elsewhere. Bright-eyed, the small hybrid watched the peregrine falcon, curious as to what the message might be.

Pirqua

The falcon nodded her head, "Hello, Clover. Hydras has invited you and the pack to the Aegis Den. Ninaki has captured an old enemy of ours, and she is to be executed when the sun goes down. And then we are celebrating with a cooperative hunt afterwards." Pirqua never liked to be away from Hydras for too long, so she took to the sky after completing her task. With a second nod in farewell, she headed back for the den.