Bramblepoint The shape of brat pop to come

Peregrine frowned thoughtfully at this news, then said, "Time heals all wounds." Realizing what he'd just said and how it was ironic, his mouth twitched at one corner. "Look at the two of us, for example. Who'd have ever thought there was any coming back from what we went through? Here we are." He swept his paw, gesturing at both of them, before setting his broad paw back on the cool loam.

"Healthy, wealthy and wise," he replied simply to Lasher's question before reverting back to the prior topic. "But tell me... why are we doing this? I don't mind," he was sure to say, "because I meant it when I said I always wanted you to be a part of my life. But I also wasn't the one who hurled curses." He knew he kept mentioning this, yet at least this time, there was a slightly teasing look on his black features.