Redhawk Caldera Dealing with the annoying fly.

The large male must have been fleeter on foot than Peregrine anticipated, for he entirely evaded the Alpha's blocking maneuver and fled away into the distance. He did not give chase, though he glared until the stranger's bobtail faded from view. Tail lashing, he turned to face Fox, a scowl marking his swarthy features despite her compliment.

"What the fuck's happening around here?" he spat. "What the hell is wrong with this place? Why are we treated like we're the retards for guarding our borders? Why is everyone so stupid? Fuck!" His voice raised as the brief rant just fell from his mouth. It was really getting to him how little respect the local wolves had for each other's domains. It was unnatural and infuriating.

Almost immediately, he softened. "Thanks, my dear. You were pretty hot shit yourself," Peregrine said, managing a small smile as he nudged her jaw. "Wanna finish my patrol with me?"