((Well, he's been in there for almost 2 years, and he is about to turn 4. Just so you know.
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Dimmet heard the shouting, but the wind rushing by his ears cut most of the words out, so he only made out pieces of what Puck had said. But it did not matter, he didn't believe that, after almost two years and countless escape attempts, they would just let him out of his cell so he could live like a normal corvid, no, they wouldn't do that, they'd probably just kill him. It would take a lot more than unbacked words to get him to thinking well of the crows again, they had done him wrong, and he wasn't the forgiving raven he once was...