Blacktail Deer Plateau Stairway To Heaven

Fury, as he called himself, was a man of few words—even fewer than Peregrine. The Alpha liked this about him. It would make this process that much more quick and painless.

"I believe that," he replied quietly. "Where are you from, Fury, and why did you leave that place?" Peregrine could guess, yet he tried not to speculate. Instead, his kept his eyes trained on the hulking, hoary male, growling lightly in his throat if the stranger's gaze ever crept too far upward.