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Peregrine threw his mate a nonplussed look, then laughed dryly. "I think that's one of those things I'll laugh about later, when I'm not too busy freaking out," he told her wryly. "Are you sure?" he pressed in response to her nonchalance. What if she was more hurt than she was letting on, or even more than she realized?

When Fox proposed that they just stay here, a thundercloud appeared on the swarthy male's brow. "You almost just died here... and you want to call it home?" he asked softly, incredulously. True, he'd been liking the place... up until he'd seen his mate rolling ass over teakettle down the slope. "I don't think so, Fox. We'll rest, then get you back home to the plateau, where we'll stay, at least until you're healed enough to go out and find someplace else to move."