Redhawk Caldera adrift

Peter still wasn't home. It wasn't like him. Not one bit. Peter had always been the more timid, the more easygoing, the more docile of the bunch, and it simply didn't make sense. He wasn't the crazy, wild, free Ferret. The others, Gannet and Whip, were somewhere in between Peter and Ferret personality-wise. It wasn't like Fox could just take off looking for him, though. She had three other boys to worry about, not to mention the fact that Finley was pregnant and she really didn't want to leave Elwood here as the only suitable leader.

If only Peregrine were home... but she didn't know how much longer he'd be gone, and she didn't want to take that risk. Fox gritted her teeth, pacing on the edge of the rendezvous site. She had to get somebody out there looking for him. Though she would have rather done it herself, she called out for the four able-bodied wolves they did have: @Eljay, @Shrike, @Nashoba, and @Hatshepsut. Eljay probably wouldn't be that useful (sorry, kid), but Fox had high hopes for the other three.