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Neither the mention of the peak nor the taiga stirred any particular familiarity, though that was no surprise; he was a homebody. Peregrine did recognize Bazi's name and suddenly he was remembering that night when he had heard a child screaming in the woods, only to come across that poor pup missing his eyes. He felt a little shiver pass through him and looked speculatively at Allure. Perhaps that had been her brother? The ages matched up, though he decided against mentioning it.

Allure pointedly looked away when faced with his toilet humor and the Alpha began to smile like a Cheshire cat. Then, for no particular reason, he abruptly realized he still hadn't given her his name. "Glad to hear that," he replied to both of her statements, before adding, "My name's Shithead, by the way." He pronounced it shith-heed and wondered if Allure would cotton onto him sooner or later.

The Alpha saw the moment the huntress caught Fox's scent (and he did too). "Speaking of poops," he drawled, pausing a moment in the hope of causing awkwardness, "she's due pretty soon. You got any experience with pups?" He doubted it—she was hardly older than one herself—but it was always possible she had younger siblings or cousins or something.