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Peregrine immediately thought Grimlock must be lying. What parent would let such a young wolf venture out on his own? Surely Sveinx and Marigold weren't that sloppy with their child-rearing? A frown of disapproval appeared on his face, though when the boy did an impression of his father, the Alpha felt reasonable doubt. As a father, he couldn't see what would possess them to allow it, yet he had to admit that some of the parenting that went on in Flightless Falcons wasn't exactly conventional...

"You're way too young for that shit," Peregrine opined frankly, "but if you're in a rush to be an adult, I'll treat you like an adult. You'll have to prove yourself, through hard work. There will be no favoritism because you're family. In fact, it might work against you, because evidently you descend from a line of idiots..." Again, there was a flash of mischief in his eyes, though he spoke sternly.

After a pause, Peregrine asked, "How are things there? Has everything settled down now that Perseus and Echo are in charge?" He wondered if Grimlock would want to know how he knew about that, though he figured the youngster might not even contemplate those kinds of details. "Since you're a big, fancy scout and all, I want all the news," he added, making a show out of sitting down and making himself comfortable.