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He did not refute her point, nor insist upon acceptance of his offer. It was made indefinitely anyway and she was always welcome to swing by for an open ear and advice if nothing else. Peregrine would be happy to offer her guidance and said as much: "You're still welcome to come by here if you ever need pointers or anything." He wanted to offer so much more but kept it simple and sweet.

She wondered what comparisons he had drawn between herself and March Owl. He smiled. "She became an Alpha as a yearling, despite the naysayers and despite a very rough upbringing. Her biological family abandoned her," he explained, "and she grew up tough as nails. She wouldn't take shit from anybody and didn't bat an eyelash about taking leadership at such a youthful age. She did very well for herself, beating all the odds. That's why I feel you're like her: you overcame adversity and now you're on your way to founding your own pack. That's no small feat. Mo would be proud of her great granddaughter's legacy.

And," Peregrine continued, when Saena might have thought him otherwise finished, "she would find your surname change quite agreeable. Mo was born a DeMonte but cast off the family name. She created her own, with her new family. That's where Redleaf comes from." And, of course, Saena had shed that name to create her own: Blacktail. Although it made Peregrine a bit sad, he really felt his adopted daughter was walking in her great grandmother's footsteps.