Redhawk Caldera I'm an Albatraoz

Saena didn't hold back, throwing a ton of information in his direction. Peregrine was happy that she shared so openly with him, though it was hard to focus because some of what she said triggered about two hundred questions in his mind. Had she spoken to Junior recently? Had Koda done something else to earn her ire? What had drawn her to this particular ridge? Before he could ask any of that, she arrested his train of thought with a direct question that caused all other subjects to fade to black under the harsh light of her interrogative, indigo eyes.

Peregrine sorted his thoughts for a few moments before answering. "I only came to visit Finley because she was my pack mate. She was injured and stuck, and I wanted to check on her myself. Lasher was the one who came to tell me about the situation at the caldera and I bit his head off, so I did call for him to apologize while I was here. I left the rest of the plateau wolves—including you and your brother and sister—alone because I knew everyone was still angry with me at the time. I didn't want to force my company on anybody. I thought you all needed your space. I know now that even if I wasn't mistaken, I should have made an effort. I'm sorry for that." He paused, then added, "I spent that night just beyond the plateau. No one came to see me. It just verified what I thought at the time: that nobody wanted to see me."

He wondered if Saena would be satisfied with that response, whether it would change anything. Peregrine also wondered about the answers to the previous questions still circling around in his head, yet he didn't ask just yet. He gave her a moment to process this information, then react. Hopefully, his honest answer would suffice and they could continue their prior conversation. Peregrine would like very much to catch up on all the goings-on on his daughter's life, every little detail she was willing to offer him.