Blacktail Deer Plateau witchmilk

The male offered himself, implying that his skill and servitude came as part of a packaged deal. Peregrine paused, mulling over this response and deciding whether it would fly with him. He liked the idea of being able to command and shape a recruit. Almost certainly, he would see to it that the male become a fellow Gamekeeper...

Peregrine's ears stiffened at the mention of his pack's strength as he asked, "If you join a pack on a whim, will you leave it just as easily? Along with your willingness to do anything asked of you, I require your loyalty. Also, your name. I am Peregrine and this," he said, motioning for Osprey Jr. to come a bit closer, "is one of my daughters, Osprey Jr."

"Jun-yaw!" the youngster piped up, declaring her preference for the suffix. She stared boldly at the stranger who resembled her daddy, feeling no need to submit to him, though her tail remained low in deference to her dominant sire.