The Sentinels I've got a lovely bunch of stroconuts

Peregrine... in a flash, Lucani recalled a time before her healing (it felt like a very long time ago):

"He is a handsome fellow and he knows it — can't say if that's for his own benefit. Fiercely loyal, kind-hearted and adventurous spirit. Though now he has changed the life of a bachelor to the bliss of marriage and children. He leads a pack down South — Redhawk Caldera."

Lucani blinked down at Osprey's brother, but kept her composure despite the unexpected turn of events. It was good news that he had not vomited. Greetings, Peregrine, she said to him curiously. My name's Lucani.

She looked up at Lasher and the girls, though her tail and ears were low out of respect for the hallowed family. His brain's been rattled by a hard hit to the skull, but don't worry, she said for Deirdre's benefit, it's not as bad as it sounds, and it's quite common. The best thing for him — for you —, she involved Peregrine in the conversation, is plenty of water, and considerable rest. Though I'm afraid he should be woken up every hour or so, she added to his well-wishers. To make sure he doesn't deteriorate or slip into a coma.