Redhawk Caldera In a hospital

Shrike's ears flicked forward in interest when Peregrine admitted that he'd had a dozen children. Obviously, he hadn't had them all at once, but gauging by how old Shrike figured Peregrine was, his litters had likely been a fair size. Nothing surprising, given their family's history of baby-making, but impressive nonetheless. He was a bit surprised to hear that Peregrine had had another mate at some point in his life, but wasn't going to ask about it- they were talking about puppies, after all, not about past love lifes, and Shrike would have had little to nothing to contribute to that conversation. Two pups were adopted, so he wondered where they had ended up later on in life, and the others as well. Shrike had yet to meet one of Peregrine's other offspring apart from the most recent batch, which left six others. "Family man," He concluded, with a nod, before he added "I like that."

Shrike, like prctically every other wolf in their family (apart from the ones that left home when they were young or perished) had been raised in a large family, so he appreciated what Peregrine was creating in the Caldera. A pack that was formed with many blood relations wusually made for quite a strong pack, as the bonds would run as deep as their blood. 

When Peregrine asked about him, Shrike's ears flicked sideways in surprise. He was a bit backwards when it came to talking about his love life, though he felt oddly comfortable talking with Peregrine about it. His siblings had teased him at a young age because he hadn't had any childhood crushes, and because he responded so awkwardly to affection. "Dunno." He said. "Not there yet." He added, knowing that his first answer was too abrupt. "Not met anyone yet. Seen some nice ones- like that @Allure one- but nothing's stuck." He said, and after a moment's contemplation, added "...Or started." It was true- he hadn't exactly spent any time pursuing anyone, and while one or two females had taken an interest in him when he'd been young, that interest had been fleeting and often faded away as soon as they realized he wasn't putting on the whole 'aloof' thing to be attractive. In conclusion, he had only two words. "Someday. Maybe."