Redhawk Caldera The night is still young

His eyes slowly closed, only to pop open two seconds later when the wind brought to him an unexpected but not unwelcome scent. Peregrine's head jerked to the side and he stopped walking. He tipped his black snout into the air, testing the breeze, confirming what he suspected. The dark wolf then pivoted and began picking his way back to the caldera's base, jade eyes sweeping his dark borders but his nose doing most of the guiding. Eventually, it led him to a pair of pines just beyond his realm, where his eyes found Lasher's familiar silhouette in the darkness.

"Taltos," Peregrine said, "what are you doing? Lurking?" he asked in an amiable voice. "What brings you to the caldera?" he asked, hoping it wasn't bad news. He moved closer to his former flame, the tip of his tail waving as he took a moment to muse how ironic it was that Lasher would appear even as his mind was on Luke.