Blacktail Deer Plateau bend and break

Peregrine sensed a certain discomfiture about her that he'd never seen in her before. Typically, Fox expressed too much sass and wit for her own good; she was always fiery but happy-go-lucky. Today, she seemed rather bothered. Given the information she'd just passed along, the Alpha male didn't find it at all strange. What he did find strange was his sudden and enormous desire to comfort her and coax out whatever was bugging her, if only to relieve her of it. He wanted Fox to be her usual cheeky self.

He took a deep, unsteady breath, then Peregrine asked, "Were any of your wolves injured?" He paused to let her answer, then said, "It sounds like they thought she belonged to them, perhaps because of her age..." He glanced up at Osprey Jr., who remained obediently still. He tried to imagine what he'd do if she disappeared from home in a few months. I'd search 'til the ends of the earth, then bring her home, he thought, though naturally he didn't say this out loud, as it would feel traitorous not only to Fox but Atticus as well.

"Thanks for letting me know. I'll be sure to ask my wolves to be vigilant. Do you have descriptions of the wolves that might show up here?" he questioned, then felt strangely compelled to add, "And sorry... you all had to go through something like that. I can't fathom how I'd react in that situation." He paused. "I have no idea how Atticus is going to react to the news..."