Redhawk Caldera We will ride the gathering storm

Great thread! That ^ post was especially beautiful. :)

Peregrine wanted to hurl curses and insults at Dante, yet all he did was leer, flare his nostrils and snort quietly. His tail gave a lash as he watched the plateau's Alpha turn and head back home. Peregrine was tempted to run after him, to pass him, and fly to the plateau to check on his daughter. His muscles even twitched spasmodically beneath his panther black pelt. But he remained rooted to the spot, glaring after Dante until he disappeared into the distance.

As soon as Dante was gone, Peregrine screamed, "Fuck!" and swept off at a hasty lope, using his angry energy to complete his circuit, which would also give him plenty of time to work out his thoughts and feelings on what had just transpired.