Blacktail Deer Plateau Dutiful To Duty

Hello! I'm going to assume Perry wasn't the one to accept him. :)

The Alpha male was restless. She's an Outrider, he reminded himself. She's a wanderer at heart and she can take care of herself. Still, Osprey was young. She needed the protection of a pack. And no matter her duties, disappearing for days on end was both unusual and unacceptable.

Then there was the matter at the heart of the issue. He still needed to talk to his young daughter and figure out why on earth she'd exploded at Fox. She and the other kids had accepted his mate without qualms. Was this latent jealousy rearing its ugly head? Was she acting out because of her mother's recent behavior? Peregrine couldn't be sure until he spoke with Junior herself. And he couldn't talk to her if she was avoiding the plateau (or, more likely, him personally) like the plague.

He made a noise of frustration and stopped pacing long enough to flex his lion-like paws into the soil underfoot. It was almost dark and more than twenty-four hours had passed since Junior's flight. He would give it another twenty-four hours. If she didn't come home by tomorrow night, he'd hunt her down the following morning and insist they talk about it. Hopefully, they could work out the issues at hand.

In the meantime, he turned and prepared to find either Fox or Lasher; he needed company and comfort. Instead, he found a stranger. Peregrine blinked, his nostrils flaring. The male bore the pack's signature scent, though he was definitely fresh blood. The Alpha male's tail rose and he craned his head as he approached the stranger. He hadn't anticipated this type of distraction but he welcomed it.

"Evening," he said, betraying none of his inner turmoil. "I'm Perry, the Alpha male. Who are you?"