Blacktail Deer Plateau Husks and shells

Peregrine's eyebrow arched, then continued arching with every word. When Finley gave up on the game, it finally resumed its normal position and he snorted quietly. He didn't quite understand what was going on in his pack mate's head, yet something about her quirkiness was... endearing?

"You're a weird one, Finley," he replied. "What's up? Friendly warning: I was just taking a flea dip. I'm not sure yet if it worked. You may want to maintain a distance of... well, I'm not sure how far a flea can jump. Do you know?" The Alpha cocked his head at her.