Redhawk Caldera i'd give my life

I made a slight assumption. Let me know if I need to change it. :)

He made no reply, even though Pan's quavering tone almost always softened him, even in the worst of tempers. Peregrine was feeling too sorry for himself, too enraged at the circumstances, for anybody to get through to him. He thought it was better to turn his back on his lover and keep his mouth shut, rather than turn around and take either a verbal or actual swing at him. The Alpha might actually do that; he couldn't trust himself, so he clenched his teeth and pretended Pan wasn't there.

After a while, he assumed his lover must left because Pan hadn't made a sound. Peregrine slowly turned to sniff at the rabbit, only for his one good eye to clap upon his lover sitting nearby, quiet as a mouse. The swarthy wolf glowered at the ground a minute, then pushed himself upright and said gruffly, "I don't need your charity, Pan. I can hunt for myself. If I can't, I'll die. That's just how it works."