Redhawk Caldera deliberation

Never! I don't mind if you PP Wildfire... her entire life. As long as you don't make her do anything too crazy. ;)

His mate seemed keen on the idea of starting their own little tradition and he smiled indulgently at her. Future litters were far from his mind too, though surely if all went according to plan, they would have one each year of their lives together. They were freshly four and two, respectively, and could breed for the better part of a decade. They would get to use so many names.

"I now have a child named after each of my litter mates, save for Crete. I honestly don't think that'll happen either, not after what he did. I've told you that story, right? About how he vanished into thin air and we found out later he'd knocked up another guy's mate? Ragnar's mate, of all things. Ragnar is the Alpha of the bay, the pack that I'd consider a sort of ally. Sorry, I'm rambling." Peregrine grinned sheepishly.

The dark Alpha male then stretched out his hind legs and let his chin sink to his forelegs, his shoulder still leaning comfortably against the earthen wall. They had created a sort of playpen in between themselves, in which the children seemed content to play with one another. Peregrine watched them with a smile on his face, his eyes slowly drifting shut as the hours of searching for Somnia finally caught up with him.