Blacktail Deer Plateau take your meds

Peregrine only nodded at her words. He knew about it and had decided to let them work it out between themselves. He never wanted to be forced to take sides between those two. He loved them both dearly and the only time he ever hoped to stand between them was if they both decided to romance him at once (a thought which made him smirk inwardly).

"I know the two of you didn't see eye to eye when it came to his offer to Blue Willow. It's irrelevant now, which is a great thing for reasons that have nothing at all to do with the two of you." He smiled as he thought of his brother and the pack's beloved medic. "Maybe a little trip will be just the thing to bring the two of you — the three of us — together?" he queried hopefully.

Yet Peregrine had long since ceased to hope that Fox and Lasher would share a bond deeper than friendship, if that. He just wanted them to get along and respect one another if nothing else. As aforementioned, he couldn't think of anything more painful than being divided between the two or, worse yet, being forced to choose between them.