Blacktail Deer Plateau dig up your mother, chew on her bones

Sorry for the wait!

If Peregrine still bit back on his anger, it dissipated significantly at the boy's stuttered but authentic apology. "Pura," he said very wearily, though he wasn't sure what he wanted to say. He paused for a long moment before continuing, "Thank-you for apologizing. I know you didn't mean to be bad. I still need you to understand that we treat the bodies of wolves as sacred. Do you know what sacred means?"

The Alpha male hardly glanced at Fireblaze as she retreated. She didn't matter at all right now. This was a difficult and delicate situation between himself, Pura and their dead. His dusky blue-green eyes remained fixed on the freckled boy's face, waiting for the anticipated answer so that he could explain. As the primary father figure in Pura's life, he was well aware of the youngster's mental shortcomings and he would make a firm but gentle point of ingraining this particular lesson in him.