Redhawk Caldera Killed the lord, left for the new world

As I was writing this, my neighbor's kitty came to the door, asked for a few pets, then left, lulz.

"Yes," he disagreed emphatically, "you can. I barely ever left the plateau. It'll be the same way here. I only behaved the way I did because my head was all... fucky. It won't happen again." Of course, there would be times when venturing away from his domain might be necessary, but they would be few and far between. And next time such a scenario cropped up, he would consult and discuss with his mate properly before just running off into the sunset.

He brushed the tip of his muzzle over the unmarked side of her face, leaving a damp kiss beneath her eye. Peregrine shuddered at the word cougar. This could have been so much worse... "How are they? I'm glad they stepped up to the plate where I didn't. They'll be rewarded for it."