Ravensblood Forest Get off my back

Peregrine made a hissing sound between his teeth. He knew he was pushing Pied away, perhaps even frightening her, yet he couldn't control himself at present. He glared moodily at his own forepaws as he shuffled this way, then that way, his ears flicking ever so slightly to indicate that he was listening. He didn't argue with her when she made ready to leave and he only grunted in response to her mention of checking in with him.

By the time he paused and lifted his head, she'd gone. Peregrine swallowed an unhappy growl, resumed his pacing for another ten minutes, then finally broke the pattern. He headed back the way he'd come. The morning mist had begun to burn off by now, yet it furled at his feet as he emerged from the tree line and headed back to the plateau where, just like he'd assumed, nobody had taken notice of either his departure nor prodigal return.