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He admittedly zoned out after that, eyes still fastened on the general spot where the jay had disappeared as he reflected back on Jaws's brief life at the caldera. The Alpha would truly miss the snaggle-toothed hybrid quite a lot. He had really grown on Peregrine during his time here. He sighed softly without realizing it, then started when a small voice spoke, interrupting his melancholic trance.

"Hey, baby girl," Peregrine said softly, smiling at Raven, thankful for the interruption, really. "Do you know what they say about early birds, Rave? They say they get the worm. Do you wanna dig for worms with me?" While Wildfire was showing a penchant for Naturalism, her sister seemed to have similar interests. He hoped she would accept his offer, as he'd found a perfect patch of rich, earthy soil nearby that would make an amazing digging patch. And he might have been four years old but he was still a canine, so Peregrine found great satisfaction in a good dig.