Redhawk Caldera scholars will but nourish evil

Peregrine locked his gaze on her only for a moment before Fox watched him dart after the messenger. She hesitated, allowing Peregrine to get a head start, before she bolted after him as well. Considering how tense things were, she did not want her lover (or Lasher, for that matter) to go off and do something stupid. She could hear the frustration in Peregrine's voice, and she wanted Finley back as well, but... but if the plateau was truly a sister pack, there should be no qualms in letting Willow recuperate their Beta-to-be.

Fox slid in front of Peregrine, facing him and urging him back toward their home. "Don't do this," she pleaded, "You and I both know Finley will return when she is able." She had been one of two to depart the plateau in favor of Redhawk Caldera. "I need you here, and so do the rest of our comrades." Peregrine couldn't go running off every few days just because he wanted a pack-mate back.

"Tell Finley that she may take as much time as she needs," Fox said to Lasher, personal grudges set aside in favor of her injured friend. Having been a bit of an invalid herself over the past month or so, Fox knew how painful recovery could be. "We will come visit her if we are able." She made no promises, for their numbers were few in the caldera, and it was not her intention to leave it wide-open for trespassers.