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Elwood tried to give him some feedback (and reassurance) on the matter and Peregrine did his best to suck in the laughter, though it kept escaping in little bursts and squeaks. He shot his friend an apologetic glance and tried to think of something sad. However, his mind kept revisiting Lasher's ridiculous threats. There was still a part of him that was bothered by his former lover's overreaction, because not so long ago they had promised to be a part of each other's live always. Well, that thought sobered him somewhat.

He appreciated the hoary Beta's remarks, though Peregrine said, "He's actually a very loyal and well-spoken wolf. The thing is, it's clear he's traded sentiment for instinct." The Alpha frowned thoughtfully. "I know I did what I had to do and that Lasher's biases blind him. He seems to think I enjoyed it or at the very least felt nothing. That isn't exactly the case." His feelings toward Junior were... complicated, even still.

He grinned when reminded of Elwood et al's fealty. "Nah, all of you are stuck with me," Peregrine quipped. He let out a long sigh as the last urges of laughter finally left him. "I'm not about to speak ill of the plateau. Lasher's passionate hatred is not exactly mutual. I think he's outrageous but that's all. Anyway, the caldera has proven to be a much more faithful and, moreover, less judgmental family."