The phone rang, making odd beeping noises, everything with odd noises and boxes, I hate this stuff. No answer, "Odd, Jason usually doesn't miss my calls." Thorn said.
I opened his window a little more and whistled a song my Master taught me, I had to try a few times to remember it, but Crow finally showed up. I put the symbol of sight on a small scrap of paper and rolled it, tied it to Crow's leg. "Go to the territory that smells like," I grabbed some threads off Thorn's shirt. "Go to the territory where you smell this but he's not in the right place." I let Crow take the fibers and he tucked them in the wrapped twine on his leg, gave a Caw and took off.
"Something's wrong, and we're ganna find out." I gave Thorn a look, it was now the 20th, the first night starts at sunset.
I plopped m
