Redhawk Caldera The wider sun

Peregrine had no qualms when it came to seeking medical help and advice—for physical wounds. When FitzDutiful eagerly inquired if there were any counseling services he could provide, the Alpha male wanted to say, "No, of course not, I'm fine!" But that was a lie. He could use some advice about a few different things. He usually went to his closest loved ones for this but perhaps a more objective perspective might be beneficial sometimes. Also, he didn't want to shoot his Eta out of the sky when he looked so reassured and enthusiastic.

"Um, hm... I'm not used to unloading my issues on anyone except those closest to me, so bear with me," he said after a moment. He paused, then shared, "Dante came by here the other day to tell me I'm not welcome near the plateau, that none of the caldera's wolves are. That means I'm not welcome to visit with friends and family there. I felt pissed off—insulted and disrespected.

And now I don't know what to do or say if any of them come here to visit me. I told Dante they were still welcome—all except for him, of course—but there's part of me that just wants to... harden my heart against them all, I guess, and focus all of my attention on the ones who choose to be with me here. What would you advise, Duty?"