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Peregrine cocked his head when she mentioned a scavenger hunt. "We should totally organize one for the troops when they're old enough," he said. "Come on," he added, turning and leading her in the direction of the den. Although she couldn't see his face, his lips twitched in response to the proud papa title.

They arrived at the den a short time later to find Hawkeye fast asleep, three of the puppies also slumbering soundly beside her. He saw that Osprey was awake, though, nosing around the den and blinking her watery eyes. This morning, he'd only see the smallest sliver of blue. Now, Junior's eyes were about halfway open, her tiny eyelids drooping endearingly.

When he stepped into her field of vision, her head wobbled and she squeaked. Peregrine bent down and licked the back of her neck soothingly, then closed his teeth around her scruff and hoisted her into the air. Quietly, he swung around to stand in the doorway, facing outward at Blue Willow. He gently dropped Osprey Jr. between his forepaws.

"Lookit those baby blues," he crooned, tail slowly waving, brushing either side of the den's doorway.