Redhawk Caldera Thanks for all those wide-eyed nights

Peregrine smirked playfully in response to, well, everything Finley said. Her remark about testosterone was totally true. It was crazy that they'd ended up with four boys. He had no particular preference, though it would actually be nice to have a little girl (or two or three or four...) added into the mix. Although, how funny would it be if the Blackthorns had an identical litter of four sons? It might be anarchy... unless, of course, they all ended up like Eljay. Now that wouldn't be so bad.

"No," he decided aloud, speaking in a drawl, "it's girls or bust. If you pop out any penis-havers, I'm eating them. Or castrating them, at least." He paused, mulling. "Besides, you gotta provide some girlfriends for the Firebirds, so they'll stay here and one day take over this pack and shit, keep our legacy strong." And now that he thought about it, he rather liked the idea of formally blending the Redhawk and Blackthorn families through marriage. Maybe they could even arrange it, ehehe...