Ravensblood Forest Get off my back

The yearling backpedaled instinctively when he growled at her, though she didn't flee entirely. He didn't apologize, which made Pied feel prickly, yet she didn't try to rebuke him for his actions. First of all, she thought that ticking him off might be a bad move. Secondly, she understood his sadness, anger and frustration. She couldn't imagine being ousted from her home, especially not by her own kin.

"Flightless Falcons was becoming a big pack," Pied noted in a measured voice. "Maybe Tyrannus wanted to display his power and control and get rid of his perceived threats all at the same time." She sensed that Peregrine didn't care about these details, so she stopped there.

At his outburst, her gray ears fell backward and she huffed out a quiet breath. She felt bad for him, yet her sympathy only went so far and did not include subjecting herself to verbal abuse, even if she wasn't directly in the cross hairs. She didn't share his hatred for Tyrannus, either, understanding his motives for his actions even if she didn't necessarily agree with him. Of course, she didn't voice any of these thoughts.

Instead, she coaxed, "Go back to the plateau. As hard as it sounds, you need to start over. I can't think of a better place to do it. Seriously. You'll be happy there, Peregrine. And if you want, I can come visit. I consider Hawkeye a sort of sister, so I'll be around the plateau sometimes anyhow."