Redhawk Caldera So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight

He didn't for a second doubt Fox's words. He smiled at them, his heart feeling full. Gently, he eased away from her when the time came, only to curl around her like some sort of over-sized scarf. Peregrine propped his head on top of hers and shivered his body deliberately. It was a cold October night—in fact, it might actually be November at this hour—but he was nice and toasty beside his fiery partner in crime.

Peregrine let his eyes close for a few minutes, exhaling. When he opened them again, he startled. "Hol—!" he yelled, jumping to his feet and letting Fox slouch unceremoniously to the ground. "Did you see that?" he said loudly, squinting through the darkness, every bladed black fur on his body standing on end.