Redhawk Caldera I thought of just your face, relaxed and floated into space

Of all the things Fox had expected to hear from Peregrine, this was not one of them. Fox strained to listen, trying to pick up as many details as possible. Peregrine was talking so quickly that she could barely keep up, but she managed to get the gist of it. Dante had decided that the plateau would not be a sister pack in any capacity. Instead, he had made them enemies by upsetting and distressing Peregrine (and the caldera in the process). As much as she knew remaining calm would probably help, her feathers ruffled and a growl tickled the back of her throat.

She had nothing to say on the matter. Unlike Peregrine, Fox had no personal ties to Blacktail Deer Plateau. Aside from Finley, which brought up a question. "Is Finley coming back? Are they going to hold her hostage?" That was the kind of thing that enemies did, and Fox would rip right through the plateau and slaughter them all if they thought they could get away with that.

It was funny how Fox had been the first to reject the notion of sister packs. And yet, through Peregrine, she had allowed it. So long as they had been accompanied, preferably by a leader, the plateau wolves were welcome to visit, catch up, and hang out. Dante had revoked that offer, and Fox knew it would hurt her lover in the process.