Redhawk Caldera lazy afternoons

Fin was quiet as she listened, smiling slightly at the affectionate moniker her son had given their alpha. Uncle P responded in kind, and immediately alarm rose in her when he mentioned that it was about the kids. She could do nothing to stop the words that came from Peregrine's throat, for she had to dislodge herself from at least one suckling infant. But quick as she could, Finley left the den to arrive at the tail end of her alpha's commentary.

The mother barked sharply, wanting to stop him from speaking any further. "Peregrine," she started, with clear aggitation, "I need to speak to your for a minute." Turning, she looked at Eljay with a smile, "Jay, why don't you take the rabbit and put it in the cache by the stream you and dad made the other day. We can have it later and maybe try feeding it to the kids when they wake, hm?"

Fin hoped her son would sense the command in her words and leave them for a few minutes at least. She'd never anticipated that Peregrine would act without speaking to her or Elwood first. Alpha he may but he was not Eljay's parent, and this was not his conversation to have.