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Grian swoops down from a tree, two squirrels in his talons (not much by way of food but they aren’t eating Scar’s stupid pandas so it will have to do for now), and hits the ground next to Scar with a thud. He looks up. Scar’s eyes are wide.

“You’ve seen me hunt before,” Grian says, shaking out his bloodied talons with a chime.

“You still have it,” Scar says.

“What?” Grian says.

“Around your ankle,” Scar says.

“…it’s not like I can take it off,” Grian says, as though he doesn’t have hands with which he could unlace the leather. But it feels—wrong. He’d never removed them. The bells being a warning for those he approached unexpectedly was a bonus, anyway, and it’s not like many people knew enough about falconry, Scar, or the strange hazy place they’d both gotten to in the desert where Grian’s head had blurred further into predator than usual to understand what it meant. In the Southlands, in fact, he’d been mostly teased for it, though Mumbo had given him considering looks the whole time.

“Huh,” Scar says.

“Honestly, did you not notice?”

“I followed the sound,” Scar says, “when I heard it. But even if it stopped me from losing track you, it’s not like it can make a falcon come back if you can’t give it a reason to or catch it,” Scar says, a little bitterly. “I just thought you’d get… I don’t know. You still have it.”

“I still have it,” Grian says. “I—”

“Don’t say sorry for things you aren’t.”

“You’re right,” Grian says.

“I’d forgotten how sharp your eyes are sometimes. Hunting.”

Grian looks at Scar for a long while and almost says he’d forgotten how it felt to have a home he was meant to be returning to after. He doesn’t. He huffs. “You’ll see it more. This isn’t enough food yet.”

“Hunt away,” Scar murmurs.

Grian he opens his wings again to soar into the trees. He hears the bells chiming, and it sounds like a red string, for whatever that means. He can feel Scar watch him as he goes.

“No going after any Jellies!” Scar shouts, and Grian rolls his eyes. He won’t. He wouldn’t. The bells are loud in his ears. He wouldn’t.

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