Redhawk Caldera I'm yours, yours, yours for every season

"Don't gotta tell me twice," he joked in reply, pulling a playful face at his mate's unladylike burp before grabbing himself a hunk of meat. He chewed with an open mouth, making noises like a toothless old man trying to eat turkey. It was mostly due to the fact that his nose was simultaneously clogged and runny (how did that happen?) but also because he was being obnoxious on purpose.

Peregrine ate just enough to sate himself, then stretched out on the ground with a quiet groan. "I could use a mashage," he joked, wiggling his eyebrows at Fox, when he suddenly began coughing. The fit only lasted a few seconds, thank goodness. "I'm so over this," he grumped, swiping a black paw over his nose and sniffling.