Blacktail Deer Plateau evolution of consciousness

"I don't base their names on what they look like," he answered in a playfully duh tone of voice. "I just pick names I like that fit with my theme, like any narcissistic parent does." He gave her a cheeky smile. "And Fuzzbutt is decent. It starts with an 'F,' like Fox. It also has some assonance going on. Do you consider that a male or female name?" Peregrine teased, his tail swinging so that it thumped her flank.

Talk of pups made him think of Blue Willow and Lasher's offer. As far as he knew, nobody had yet mentioned it to the newly crowned Alpha female. He supposed that responsibility rested with him in a way, especially since he'd already given his approval. He anticipated resistance, though he hoped to sway her. Fox was the HBIC, yet even she shouldn't overlook Blue Willow's longevity, nor her eligibility for breeding privileges. She was the only one Peregrine intended to permit.

"Mrs. Redleaf," Peregrine purled in his deep timbre, "I have a favor to ask of you. It's something you may not like much but it would mean the world to me and a few others if you said 'yes.'" As he talked, he spun around to face her and unleashed his sultriest, handsomely pouting look on her.