"You'd have to catch rabies, first," Daine points out. He'd also have to have a mouth big enough for biting, and she's not so certain he does - he's so tiny. And a good thing, too, because she'd've lost patience with him long ago if he wasn't so wee and helpless.

"If you'd like to try flying, I could teach you," she offers. "I've taken bat shape before, so I know what it's like." Besides, if she could get him flying, she'd feel a bit better about leaving him to his own devices.