With his sharp vision, clever mind and the loud sounds of the house rampaging through the forest, Reaper found it easy to navigate through the forest. He hadn't had too much flying practice so far, but he was definitely making the most of flying between branches.

He tipped his head to look down at Jack following along on foot, no hoof. At the request, he swooped down to fly above 76's head. His wings practically brushed the tips of Jack's ears on each down swing.

"I hope you will be a Saw-whet. It would suit you."