Redhawk Caldera Fire and brimstone

Omg I should not be teary-eyed over this. ;~;
P.S. They should have some cray makeup sex after they get over this.

She didn't like his answer, but she didn't refute him. Her lips drew tight, but she said nothing. Fox wanted to spew insults at him, to beat him bloody, but she remained still. Perhaps that was even more telling than if she had gone full-on rage. Their bond was not something that could be broken by anybody, not even that wretched child that had attempted to murder one of their own. Fox wouldn't allow it. She swore, right then and there, to herself that she would get Peregrine back on his feet just as quickly as she could.

Together, they would beat this. Together, they would succeed.

Fox rose from her place on the ground, her wounds (mostly) clean, and licked Peregrine's cheek. His overnight change from black to silver had not gone unnoticed, and she could only imagine that it was from the stress and shock of the incident. "I will always want you," she whispered before nestling down next to Dhole and drifting into a much needed sleep.