Blacktail Deer Plateau I was young once and battle born

"Sure," Peregrine answered easily, dipping his muzzle. He almost asked if he could help, yet remembered Sun Spark's words from earlier and resisted. His eyes followed the old man, nonetheless, as he hobbled away into the woods. Peregrine had a feeling it would be one of the last times he saw him alive. "Good night, old timer."