Redhawk Caldera Two large gulps of free-range oxygen

It took Peregrine a long time to arrive and, while waiting, Osprey worried that he might decide not to bother in the end. She was informed about, where the both packs stood in terms of diplomatics and was vaguely aware of, what had happened between the leaders and family members involved, yet she wasn't aware of the full extent and would that affect her and brother's relationship. She didn't want the fact that the two packs had decided not to get along stand between them. She was not quite sure, what she would do, if it turned out that it did.

But he came and her heart warmed at the sight of him - she had made friends at the plateau, she had got better to know Dante - someone she saw as a potential replacement of a brother that she dearly missed in her everyday life. Yet no one had been able to make her feel like she did, when she saw Peregrine's familiar face. It got even better, when he greeted her in a casual way, as if nothing had happened the previous time. She smiled at him and said: "A little bird whispered to me that you got sprayed by a skunk - I didn't want to miss it for the life. But..." Osprey paused taking a quick sniff at his coat: "I think I have..."