Bramblepoint medusa and hemlock

Peregrine quirked his brow at Lasher's flowery words, though he smirked in an amenable fashion. He appreciated the sentiment and the idea of letting Taltos escort him was endearing. But the Alpha would not permit it. He was no weakling. He had some pride.

"I'm not some weak ass bitch. I'll be fine," he answered laughingly, giving the corner of his companion's eye a nudge. "Take care and I'll meet you back here next month." With a parting smile, he then made an about face and began hobbling back to the caldera, the flower still wound into his fur. He tossed a wink over his shoulder before disappearing into the trees.