Redhawk Caldera This town is colder now

The cocky leer on Peregrine's face clearly took the wind out of Elwood's sails. The Alpha chuckled, sheathing his lips and licking the blood from his muzzle even as he placed a broad paw over the freshly killed rabbit. The other was nearby. He had to turn his head sort of severely to locate it with his good eye. He picked up the fresher one and trotted over to his first victim, laying out the carcasses side by side.

"Eleventy-four," he joked in response to the Beta's question, then shook his head lightly and said, "Two. By the look of it," he continued, nodding his snout toward Elwood's singular catch, "some room service is in my near future."