Redhawk Caldera The demigorgon stole my sister

Lagan made sure to include his elder brother, earning a smile from the Alpha. He hadn't forgotten him, per se, he'd just been thinking of the latest Blackthorn litter. But the pup was right to mention him, of course. Even in random conversations, Eljay shouldn't be left out. He was a staple of not only the Blackthorn family unit but the Redhawk one as well. And now that Peregrine thought about it, he was probably taking Lucy's kidnapping hardest of all. He made a mental note to check in with him.

The youngster echoed his uncle's sentiments, then Trick offered up his catch (which Peregrine hadn't even noticed this entire time) and then left to go work on stockpiling. The Alpha's tongue lolled from his mouth in a bemused pant when Trick called him by one of the previously offered nicknames. It sort of did a funny thing to his tummy, though he repressed it. Now definitely wasn't the time to try dallying with pack mates, especially not in front of his adorable nephew.

"Later Trick," he said then, "What'cha want to do with this?" Peregrine asked, stepping forward to stand near the rat Trick had left and glancing at Lagan. "Eat it? Cache it? Maybe bring it to your mom?"