Blacktail Deer Plateau Black and blue

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Peregrine heard footfalls coming his way and recognized the cadence of steps immediately. After all, he'd lived with Osprey for the better part of three years. He didn't bother opening his eyes, which had drifted shut, until he felt her looming over him. Even as they popped open, something smacked him softly in the chest. He looked down, saw the mouse, then looked up at his sister with a quirked brow.

"I'm so bad at hunting that my pack mates are stoning me with dead mice?" he joked dryly. Forgetting his ribs, he attempted to sit up, only to gasp and sprawl back on the ground. "We hunted this morning and I took a hoof to the ribs. Hurts like a bitch," he explained with a pained grunt. "And we failed for the fourth time running. Remember the good old days, when I was one of Flightless Falcons' top hunters? What the hell happened?" he groused.