Kintla Flatlands Dirty vibe

He took in the stranger's words and answered them with a quiet snort before saying, "I'd be more comfortable if you put more distance between yourself and the plateau." Peregrine took a step closer and added, "I'll chase you if I need to," to let him know it wasn't a question but a command.

He took a few more steps, which brought him to the slain muskrat. Peregrine didn't intend to acknowledge it presently it but a strange scent caused him to look down, his nose wrinkling. Keeping his eyes trained on the queer stranger, he nosed the body. Not only did it smell peculiar, it had been emptied and stuffed with... Peregrine wasn't sure. The head was gone too.

"What the hell is this?" he demanded, lifting his head again and pinning the prancing male with a dirty glare.