Kintla Flatlands Dirty vibe

Peregrine hated to leave his territory, especially these days, but he couldn't resist temptation when a hot scent trail led him downhill into the flatlands beyond the plateau. He eventually spotted his quarry: a small herd of black-tailed deer. Don't you know you're supposed to live on the plateau? came a singsong voice in the Alpha male's head as he stealthily approached the grazing ungulates and quickly selected a victim.

Half an hour later, Peregrine panted over the body of a young, motionless fawn, watching the silhouettes of the herd as they fled downriver. Once he caught his breath, he grabbed the carcass by the neck and began to drag it back in the direction of home. Although it wasn't particularly heavy, it was awkward to carry, so Peregrine paused every few minutes to take a break.

During one such pit stop, his dusky eyes scanned the scenery on the other side of the river, including the mountain situated directly across from his homeland. Blue Willow had told him that Jinx, of all wolves, had recently made a homestead there. Jinx had left the Healer with a warning that trespassers would be dealt with mercilessly. Peregrine, of course, approved of this mindset and practiced it on his own turf, as Jinx herself well knew. Although he didn't care for the proximity, he just reminded himself he would beat the hell out of Jinx and her followers if they disturbed his domain or its inhabitants.

Taking a deep breath, he plucked up the fawn's body, towing it now by its hindquarters as he moved closer and closer to the plateau's shadow.