Redhawk Caldera Have you come here for forgiveness

It had been close to a year since he'd heard her voice last, yet Peregrine recognized it instantly. He nearly dropped the stick in his mouth on his eldest son's head, yet managed to clench his teeth at the last possible moment. Gently, he set it on the ground, then exchanged a glance with Fox across the pups' heads. "I'll be back in a bit," was all he said before turning and loping toward the borders. On his way, he passed a patrolling Eljay and asked him if he wouldn't mind going to the den site to help the Alpha female watch the pups for a little while.

He arrived at the borders perhaps twenty minutes after the call had gone up and spotted her slim silver figure immediately. Peregrine paused, thinking back to their last encounter. It had gone well enough, though Junior had gone and ruined everything shortly thereafter. He thought he remembered hearing about Osprey approaching the borders after that only to be chased away, though only dimly. The Redhawks were still vigilant, yet not so severe toward guests as back then.

"Oss!" he called out to her, moving closer and waving his tail in a clear sign of affability. "You're a sight for sore eye," he quipped, aware that Osprey wouldn't understand his offhanded remark. "I'm happy to see you," he rumbled sincerely, stopping about a foot from her and grinning, though unwilling to crowd her space unless invited properly. It had been a while, after all, and he didn't know if there might be lingering bad blood for the events of the past.