Redhawk Caldera native boomerang

Fox's call managed to catch Peregrine in the middle of a crying jag. Hidden away in one of the caves he'd discovered led beneath the caldera, he wept openly, without fear of discovery. He wasn't so far underground as to miss the howl, though, and he swiped at his face and cleared his throat even as he emerged back into the open air. It was cold and stung his face where his black fur was damp with tears.

By the time he found his mate, he hoped it wasn't totally obvious he's been crying in a corner like some little girl. "Hi," he said, his voice cracking oddly. He cleared his throat again and glanced away from her, then forced himself to face her again. So what if she knew he'd been upset? "What's up, firefox?"