Redhawk Caldera Tremble

Once she was done questioning the young Frostfur, she did as Peregrine had asked, flinching even when she had heard his voice. Fox had not told anybody—not even her betas—of the murderous thoughts that had plagued her. Those she kept to herself, unsure if it was the pregnancy, the shock, or her real self thinking them. She was not even sure she wanted to know the answer to that question, which was probably better left unaswered for now.

Letting out a sigh, she found Peregrine sitting beneath a pine tree, clearly struggling with a different, related, set of thoughts. Her stomach turned again, causing her gag reflex to kick in, though she managed to keep anything from coming up. Truth-be-told, she had all but lost her appetite with all that had happened on top of the pregnancy.

Fox put on her brave face and stepped toward him, hoping that her stomach would settle at least for a little while.