Redhawk Caldera Exes and ohs

Although the bison meat was several days old now, it tasted just as good to Peregrine. He ate his fill of the makeshift jerky, then set out for an afternoon patrol. A lot of things were going on around here, yet he tried to push them from his mind and just focus on the task at hand. The sky was overcast and there was a bit of a nip to the breeze, causing leaves to skitter around his feet. He smelled rain, though he suspected it wouldn't begin for another few hours, giving him plenty of time to complete a dry patrol.

His mind wandered despite himself, mostly because the routine patrol proved quite unremarkable. But instead of dwelling on anything negative, the Alpha male found himself thinking of the upcoming hunt. The Firebirds were nearly grown; in less than two months, they would join the adult ranks. And what did that mean? It meant he and Fox would get to make more! A smile twitched Peregrine's lips as he imagined their next brood, his yellow-white teeth bright in the gathering gloom.

@Pantaleimon