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Shrike answered honestly and Peregrine could appreciate that, even if his responses made the Alpha already start preparing himself for the inevitable goodbye. Maybe he would stay a week, a month, a year... but if he liked to travel and wanted a family of his own one day, chances were he would not be living in the caldera for the rest of his days. He didn't seem particularly decisive about the latter bit, though Peregrine decided to steel himself anyway. Maybe if he knew this kind of thing up front, it wouldn't suck as badly when the inevitable happened.

"Guardian," the Alpha repeated, cherry-picking the term from Shrike's reply. "You should focus on that. Are you more of a warrior or warden type?" If the subordinate didn't know what he meant by that, Peregrine would be happy to explain the difference. "Either way, that would be the most useful if you want to prove... well, useful," he continued lamely. "I don't begrudge those who like to travel but I don't see how scouting provides that many benefits, myself," he finished with a slightly apologetic shrug. He didn't mean to shit on Shrike's hobbies but the man deserved to know his Alpha's opinions on these matters.