Blacktail Deer Plateau only time will tell

Although he liked Fox as much as Peregrine could like an outsider (and even though he was attracted to her, a fact which he wouldn't admit even to himself), the thought of visiting the creek had never really crossed his mind. When she proposed it, he pulled a face, though he didn't cross it off the list of possibilities.

"I'll let him know, if I see him," Peregrine rejoined. "And maybe I'll pop up at the creek someday, like a giant festering boil. Then you'll know that it feels like." He smirked, his tail giving a lash. "Off you go, then. See you, Fox."

After watching her turn and leave, Peregrine faced the plateau and began trekking up the slope. As he walked, he suddenly wondered if that was the first time he'd ever used her given name.