Blacktail Deer Plateau Grief plagues us all

When Blue Willow swept closer to him, he moved to accommodate her, leaning against her soft, warm embrace. Right now, it felt like everything had gone wrong. Pura wasn't the only concern. What about Ty and Saē? They may not have dug up their sister's bones and gnawed on them, yet surely none of the kids would ever be right again. And he'd lost Hawkeye long ago. He'd known familial bliss not so long ago... now everything had really gone to hell.

Of course, there were good things left in his life. It was just difficult for Peregrine to remember them right now. Willow's friendship is one of them, he reminded himself, drawing in a shaky breath. It was the only positive he could think of at the moment and he forgave himself for that. This was a dark moment. It would surely pass, though the Alpha male had a feeling that his life would be various shades of bleak and gray for a long time to come.