Blacktail Deer Plateau Treading lightly

I'm gonna play it like Perry was the one to accept him, if that's okay. If not, I'll edit. :)

Peregrine woke late that morning, a lazy grin arcing his lips. Between his mate and his lover, he was keeping pretty busy at night lately. It was daytime now, though, which meant duty called. Pushing himself onto all fours, he shook out his pelt, groomed himself quickly and then began to trot through the pack lands, head and tail held high.

The first wolf he came across today was one he'd only just welcomed into the ranks a day or so ago. "Aquilo," Peregrine greeted the white wolf as he strode nearer, nostrils flaring at the smell of blood. "Good morning... or is it afternoon yet? Good day," he said decisively, lips twitching. "How's the plateau treating you so far?"