Blacktail Deer Plateau Jaguar

When he asked what was on her mind, Fox took in a deep breath. But when she opened her mouth, she only let out a sigh, unable to put together the right set of words for what she meant to say. She rolled onto her side toward Peregrine, licking his coat once before trying again. “You know I… I lost somebody.” Fox hadn't spoken about Haunter to anybody since the day it had happened. She was too scared of what talking about him meant. She felt as though once she talked about it, he would really be gone. As long as Perry didn't know, maybe Haunter could still be alive somehow. Maybe it was all just a terrible dream.

But Fox knew better. She wasn't a wishful thinker in the least. “He was meant to be mine, but he was taken away. He’s dead.” And he was never coming back. He would still haunt her dreams, but he would not rasp his voice at her or tell her (in the most endearing way) she was stupid. No, he would not do those things anymore.