"There are other shapeshifters," Huginn pointed out, "though I don't think many are birds. But you are right, it would be nice. We can talk of what we remember, if it would help." Needing someone to share with had never been a problem with them. They had always had each other. Huginn took the hint to take a seat on the ground as well, Muninn settling next to him.
"What did you have in mind?" He asked curiously. They had enjoyed flying yes, but it had really always been a means to an end. The idea that Raven might fly for the sake of flying had only just occurred to him. They were going to have to come to terms with the fact that their purpose was no longer as necessary as it had once been, it seemed.