~Shadow Haunter~ (Canyon)

"Yeah, yeah!" Cedar couldn't help but snap back at the jeering murder, even as he listened to the reasoning of the old she-crow. "Laugh it up, frail-claws! I'm only agreeing to this because I'm in a hurry." His feathers remained partially raised, and his beak slightly ajar in a visual warning that he was very ready to defend himself. When the flock didn't attack though, and the old crow actually flew off, the Haunter scout made up his mind. Moving back the way he came, Cedarwood launched himself up from the bough once he had enough room to do so, and followed after his guide.

At the cliff, and with no crows dive-bombing him, Cedarwood's trust in the elder's offer strengthened slightly. He left her with a parting glance, still a little unsettled by her knowledge of himself, before winging down to the little ledge where the speckled eggs lay. With quick, careful movements, Cedar attempted to grab on without damaging it...