Big Salmon Lake War paint

Sleepwalking episodes. After the incident. His attention was perked, and his ears moved forward attentively as Peregrine continued. The answers he had sought so tirelessly before, and then resigned to never getting them, were now being offered freely to him. But as the caldera matriarch explained, he felt a sickening combination of hot, cold, and shakiness all once. His ears splayed to the side and he swallowed thickly. Though he believed something terrible had to have happened, he had not guessed just how terrible. For a fleeting moment a lance of terror shot through him as he thought of Saena, but then his rational mind took the reigns from his emotions and reminded him he not long ago saw her, alive and well. It was a different daughter of whom Peregrine spoke.

He was quiet at length and his gaze shifted to his paws. He understood, and did not judge his companion for the actions he had to take. It was compassion he felt. How devastating it must have been to have to strike down your own daughter in order to protect another. He understood also, why he had been turned away that day, though it stung him to think he could not be trusted.

When his tongue failed to form words right away, he did what came natural to him. He stepped forward and made to brush his crown beneath Peregrine's jaw, should the dark man not move out of the way of his companionable touch; a gesture of reassurance, of understanding, and of sympathy.