Big Salmon Lake War paint

Edit: I wanted to note that I removed the last paragraph because it didn't make sense (yet)!

He listened shrewdly as Luke elaborated. When he uttered the words not awake, Peregrine's brows lifted. He still didn't recall the encounter, yet he entirely believed it had come to pass. For a while after the incident, he had gone sleepwalking all over the caldera. No one had even realized until Wildfire had accompanied him one evening. After that, his family had gone to pains to keep him safe and squared away at night. Not long after beginning his relationship with Pan, the sleepwalking had ceased altogether. He credited the white wolf with calming his restless spirit, though it had to do with the passage of time as well.

"I had a period of sleepwalking after the incident," Peregrine said, remaining on his feet for the moment. His tail twitched pensively. "That's the reason for the change in attitude around here. The incident, not the sleepwalking." He paused, taking a quiet breath. Lasher hadn't taken the news well, yet surely Luke would not receive it so horribly. He was unaware of their relationship but even if he had been privy to it, Luke still didn't know Junior, nor did he seem the type to go off the handle.

"In the middle of May, my estranged daughter came by here, pretending to want to make amends. I was stupid and believed her at the time. Overeager to patch things up between my families, I took her to meet her younger half-siblings... and when she went for my little Wildfire's throat, me and my wolves had no choice but to rip her apart." His mouth remained drawn in a grim line, jade eyes shifting to Luke's pale gaze, not unlike Fox's. "After that, we mutually decided we can no longer trust outsiders, even loved ones, particularly near our borders." He wouldn't apologize, yet hopefully that cleared the air for Luke.