Redhawk Caldera Have you come here for forgiveness

"I trust Fox not to give our kids shit names," was all he said, albeit laughingly and with a lingering sheepishness. Osprey was right, though: he should ask his mate to tell him the story. Actually, she should regale the entire family with it, when the boys were old enough to understand. Peregrine jotted that down on his mental calendar (which he didn't actually keep). "But on that note, I'd be totally fine with it if she named one after a troll or a murderer," he finished.

He shrugged a shoulder at his sister's comment about the universal scale of things. "I wouldn't bother pondering that too much. To the world, you may be but one person. But to one person, you might be the world. You do mean the world to me, Oss," Peregrine said cheekily before abruptly rearing onto his hind legs and throwing his arms about her shoulders in an attempt to give her a noogie, for old time's sake.