Blacktail Deer Plateau turning the world back on itself

Evidently, he hadn't understood. Fox quickly clarified for him and he deduced that The Sunspire was a newly founded pack. He wasn't overly familiar with the geography in Fox's neck of the woods but she gave him enough details to comprehend what had happened. He wondered if Fox had confronted them with aforementioned pack mates, which would explain their fates as well as the wound on her back...

When she asked if she could stay here, it took him by surprise but it didn't show. "Yes," he answered without missing a beat, "of course." If not for everything that had happened to each of them, respectively, he might have been delighted at this turn of events and cracked a joke, perhaps requiring Fox to agree to be his mistress before allowing her entry into his lands. This was no time for joking, though, and neither Alpha was in the mood.

"Come on," he invited, nudging her neck and motioning toward the plateau. He began to walk slowly, favoring his injured leg, though it wasn't so bad anymore. "I broke it," he explained in case she noticed, "a while ago now..." He said nothing more, leading her upward in silence for a few minutes.

When they reached the ledge, he turned to face her and asked, "Would you like my Healer to take a look at your back? It looks painful. She can give you something for that and probably something to prevent infection..." Peregrine trailed off, patiently awaiting a response.