Blacktail Deer Plateau You can't take me, I'm free

They proceeded in comfortable, mutual silence until his sister's voice broke it. "N—" he began to say when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. His head snapped around and he began to move even before he consciously realized what he was doing, his keen hunter's instincts guiding him.

A lean, brown hare fled in front of him. It was no dragon but the Gamekeeper wasn't about to let a game stop him from catching some fresh meat. As it zigzagged through the brush, he pursued, gaining a foot here and there until he was able to reach out an athletic foreleg and swipe the rabbit's feet from beneath it. It went tumbling and he pivoted to pounce it, crushing it to the ground with his weight and quickly killing it with a bite to the back of its neck.

Picking up his fresh kill, Peregrine trotted back to Osprey, smiling around the carcass. "Fo' you," he said around it, holding out the limp, bloodied body to his sister.