Blacktail Deer Plateau wired up to detonate

The hot August sun beat down on Peregrine as he wrapped up his patrol and headed deeper into the territory, heading in the direction of Blue Willow's den. En route, he stopped by one of the plateau's many stockpiles and fished out a dead rabbit. It dangled from his jaws as he loped along the familiar footpath that would lead him to the place where his friend lived with his invalid brother.

Before he reached the Healer's home, he crossed paths with another wolf, a stranger. His eyes sharpened and he identified her immediately, even though they hadn't met. Setting the dead rabbit at his paws, he said, "Hello. Robin?" Who else could it be with markings like those? She was quite striking. "I'm Peregrine." Only after speaking his own name did he realize the similarities between their monikers. "Your brother-in-law, technically speaking," he added with a switch of his dark tail.