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"Utterly dead," Peregrine reported when the Beta joined them, flanking Peregrine so that they strode three abreast like confused sled dogs. "Which is the best way for it to be, I suppose. Although Fox and I were talking recently about how quiet it's been. Life has almost been boring at times," he quipped with a quiet laugh.

Turning to address Nightjar, he said, "Hey, why don't you continue in this direction while Elwood and I double back?" His son gave a silent nod of assent and proceeded forward even as Peregrine slowed, made an about face and motioned for his second-in-command to come along. "Maybe we can go for a hunt if nothing comes up," he thought aloud.

As they strolled back along the borderline, Peregrine touched on the earlier topic. "We figure some new pups soon will shake things up a bit. You and Fin plan on another litter...?" he wondered. It wasn't like they could really plan these things but it would be cool if their seconds were born closer together than their firsts.