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The moment he slaked his thirst, another wolf appeared. Peregrine raised his head, still licking the red fluid from his chops as he motioned for Pura to come closer. "Sure," he replied easily. Alpha wolves always took precedence at the supper table, save for when pups were present. Peregrine stepped aside, indicating that the youth was welcome to take the first share. Although he was a growing boy, the swarthy adult knew there would still be plenty left over to take to Blue Willow and Atticus.

Seating himself nearby, Peregrine regarded Pura fondly. Some might call him dimwitted but his slowness did not in any way impede Peregrine's affection nor pride in the freckled boy. All of the children were different and if two of them were a bit more air-headed than the others—because the same could be said for Tytonidae—then he just considered it a necessary diversity. Not everyone could be strong or smart or dominant. It took all kinds to make a pack.