Redhawk Caldera Beefin' over turf

Though being terrified of the locusts in the beginning, Peter had soon learned that they did not bite, neither did they try to eat little puppies like him. Ferret was a prime example for that and, since a considerable amount of the runt's time was occupied by following the rowdiest of the boys around, he had also learned that you could actually play with them and - the most fun - make them dead. 

So, unaware of the problems that were gathering above his head like a big black cloud, he was leaping towards the place, where his parents resided, with a dead locust, grasped firmly between his jaws. He let out a muffled squeal of delight, when he caught sight of Peregrine and Fox nearby, accelerated and came to a halt few feet away from his father. He sat straight, looked daddy proudly in the eyes and spat the slobbered remnants of the locust by his paws.