Blacktail Deer Plateau Take this feeling and make it grow

"Too late," Peregrine muttered under his breath. He simply wasn't impressed by Atticus's behavior lately. He'd understood his initial misgivings about his own promotion... but he'd taken that too far. Now he was ignoring, possibly even avoiding, Osprey and what excuse was there for that? None! he thought vehemently, his jaw clenching.

His face softened at Osprey's words. "As I will always be," he promised, nosing her cheek. "Don't let that fuckstick make you cry, Oss. It's his bad entirely, not yours." Peregrine bit back a sigh, gathering his haunches underneath him and plopping onto the ground.

"What about Crete; how's your relationship with him? He and Hawkeye don't get along really well, so I don't get to see him as much as I'd like. You know, he was upset with me too, at first... but he gave me the benefit of the doubt, where Atti didn't. I appreciate how Crete handled the situation," he murmured, thinking out loud. His dusky eyes then cut to his sister, wondering how she and their mute brother fared.