Redhawk Caldera There's not a road I know that leads to anywhere

NJ makes my day.

His son's next declaration made Peregrine's eyes flicker. Yes, he could definitely hone this interest into something healthy, for both the young cub and the pack. Beating up bad guys was a fine endeavor, after all. Peregrine would be happy for Nightjar to follow in his footsteps in that manner. He would bypass the softer variations on the theme of guardianship and head directly into zero tolerance territory, which was how he had always dealt with unwanted guests in the past. In a way, it was good to return to his roots. He just would have preferred a different path than the one that had led him here.

"We'll beat up all the bad guys," the father promised in a low, proud tone, then licked his lips and glanced in Tiger's direction. He hadn't exactly been inclusive of her, despite her positive comments, but he favored her now with a quick, tight-lipped smile as he waited to hear what she would say to Nightjar.