Blacktail Deer Plateau Errors in my bread

Lasher expected nothing in exchange for the pleasures given, which made Peregrine feel a bit uneasy... not because he doubted his companion's honesty but because it was ingrained in him to repay those who did him favors. Surely, there must be something he could do for the other male besides sit here and look pretty.

"I'll think of some way to show you my gratitude," the Alpha male vowed. He lapsed into silence for a few beats, then said, "If it wasn't for this damn paw, I'd bring you the choicest meat for taking care of my meat." He laughed quietly at his crude joke. The two of them were so different, particularly when it came to their speaking styles, yet Peregrine thought they made a good pair nonetheless.

A pair... he mused. Was Lasher his lover? The swarthy leader shied away from such labels. There were many reasons why the idea made him uneasy and they didn't all have to do with Lasher's masculinity. Peregrine wasn't ready to pair up with anyone, be they male or female. He just wanted to explore, he supposed, and obviously he was one for experimenting.

"I hope you know," he spoke after a companionable silence that stretched on for a few minutes, "that I'll be hunting you down at least three times a day for a repeat." His eyes burned. "I won't be able to help myself. You're that good."