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With two of his subordinates gravely injured, hearing that something was going well around here was welcome news to the Alpha. He smiled, following Elwood's gaze into the dim den. He could see the little pup curled in a ball, apparently asleep. Not for the first nor last time, he was reminded of Pura as a baby. He kept that thought to himself, eyes gliding back to the Beta's face.

"I'm glad to hear that things are good here. Seb's doing all right, I think. He's in good spirits anyway. And he's a fighter." He paused, lips pursed. "I'm not sure about Dove. She didn't look too good. She was asleep when I stopped by. Magpie says there's no telling what will happen with her yet." Although the black Alpha was concerned about his pack mate's fate, it was more about her relationship to Fox and the pack's numbers than any personal interest. Truth be told, he still didn't like Dove, after all this time.

He wasn't sure about Elwood but Peregrine would much rather linger on happy topics, so he glanced into the den again and asked, "Have you and Fin thought about taking the Redhawk name? I know you were thrilled to be Blackthorns and I definitely don't want to take that from you. But I'd be a liar if I said I didn't want you to be a Redhawk."