Redhawk Caldera I've seen fire and I've seen rain

Magpie was a moody creature, to be sure, and the fiery alpha seemed to bring it out in the youth worst of all — but Fox wasn't here, just Peregrine. It was strange, too, that she seemed so willing to speak to him; although she was recharged by interacting with others, the act of talking was usually reserved for those that held her deepest trust. But then, Peregrine had secured himself as the missing father-figure (and parent in general) that Magpie had always lacked in the moment he decided to take her in.

She grinned at his comment and looked up, green eyes full of feigned offense, "Would you eat me? Cannibal!" Magpie laughed, then, feeling happier than she had in a long while. "I might need some practice," she admitted after a beat, "I mean, I was almost dead when you found me." Her breath was caught, now, and the scent of rabbit was thick in her nose. When Peregrine came closer, she set back to her work in tracking the small mammal.