She nudged Mousebones with her nose and the raven hopped to one side, grumbling. “What is it?” The otters can fly. Why are they sliding down here if they can fly? The raven cocked his head at her skeptically. “You don’t know otters very well, do you?” Gerta regretted that reindeers have little concept of sarcasm. She snorted instead. “Ravens can fly, too. We still slide sometimes. Sliding is fun,” said Mousebones. He tucked in his wing, flopped over in the snow, and rolled. Janna laughed.
