Blacktail Deer Plateau retrospective

I'll be referencing an event which hasn't played out yet... this is intended to take place directly after Perry's and Junior's visit to SB.

Peregrine had barely touched one toe to familiar soil before a howl rose into the air, summoning him urgently. Already feeling stricken, he couldn't even bring himself to respond at the moment. He looked at the wounded Atticus and pursed his lips. He should be the one calling Blue Willow, not the other way around. Peregrine was frightened that his brother might be beyond help, though.

"Junior," the Alpha male said in an imperious voice, causing the quiet pup to come to him with her head and tail lowered, "stay with your Uncle Atticus. I have to go see what Aunt Willow needs. Lie down," he said to Atticus, gently pushing the dark male to the ground. His brother didn't resist. He didn't do much of anything. He was more or less catatonic.

"I'm scared," Osprey admitted, looking at her uncle uncomfortably, then peering at her father apologetically. "What's wrong with him, daddy? Why won't he say stuff?"

"I know. Just watch him, please, and I'll be back in a few minutes," Peregrine said, feeling rather horrible as he kissed the top of his daughter's head. "Howl for me if anything happens." Reluctantly, he left Atticus in her care as he hastened to respond to his Alpha female's summons.

"Sorry, Willow, I—" Peregrine said as soon as he raced onto the scene. He spotted Fox and his voice cut off mid-sentence. He looked between the two she-wolves and sensed a terrible tension in the air. He stood there rather uselessly, his eyes slowly closing. It was all just too much right now.