Meadowlark Prairie Call me anytime you can see the lightning

She backed away from him and Peregrine prepared to turn, each of them heading off in their respective directions (and both likely searching fruitlessly for food). But then she spoke and he paused, swinging his head to face her again, jade eyes narrowing in impatient annoyance.

He did not have sympathy for strangers, not with four hungry children at home. "Bring me meat," Peregrine responded blandly, aware that it was an impossible task and not caring. "I have pups to feed. They cannot hunt for themselves. I do not need another hungry mouth, unless it can bring in more than it takes," he said with an emotionless shrug.