Redhawk Caldera today's not so bad

Peregrine silently observed as Eljay stored the carcass, then covered it again. He nodded his swarthy head in approval when the youth finished. "Thanks, El," he said, hiking up a leg to urinate on the tree's roots to mark the spot and warn away any small scavengers that might happen across the stockpile. The pungent odor would also cover some of the smell.

Putting all four feet back on the ground, he announced, "I'm gonna go catch some Zs with Fox. Thanks for the flowers, bud. See you later." He offered Eljay a small smile and a paternal sort of nudge, then turned and swept back in the direction of the den, knowing his mate would soon waddle back to join him for a nap.