Redhawk Caldera Killed the lord, left for the new world

*blue steel*

He smiled and nipped her ear when she bumped against him. "I love you," he told her as they began to pick their way through the darkness, roaming the caldera's circumference in tandem like two mismatched horses drawing an invisible carriage. "And I really am sorry for the way I spoke to you. Oh," he added even as a thought occurred to him. "I apologized to Lasher too while I was there. I was an assbeast to you both." He let his tail droop to show the sincerity of his words.

"Damn, it is fucking cold out here," Peregrine observed as the wind blew into their faces, forming miniature icicles on his whiskers. "Winter's coming early this year. Hey, when exactly is your birthday, my dear?" Although winter could be brutal, it would probably also bring his young mate into her first season and that was enough to heat his blood.