Redhawk Caldera The demigorgon stole my sister

"You're still hungry after eating that whole rabbit?" Peregrine teased, though he did so with a grin. Lagan was a growing boy, after all, and in the back of his mind he thought of his poor Peter wasting away during the famine, only to be killed for the sparse meat on his bones. "Go for it, man," he added with a twitch of his tail. "After you're done, we'll walk back to the den. And you're going to promise me you won't go wandering off alone again. Always take a trusted adult with you until your parents say otherwise, okay, Lagan?"