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From a slightly elevated vantage point up the mount, Peregrine watched the unfamiliar wolf as he hunted. He tried to remember the dude's name. It started with an "A." Alvin, maybe? After a few moments of consternation, he gave an inward shrug and decided it didn't matter. He could find out later. The important thing was that this recent recruit was hunting and the swarthy Alpha wanted to assess his skills, especially without Alvin (or whatever his name was) knowing he was watching.

He shifted his weight, keeping his face tilted in such a way to allow his good eye to follow the hunter's movements as he targeted one of the rabbits from the local warren. Peregrine didn't realize he was holding his breath as he waited for the attack to unfold below.