Redhawk Caldera Slow dancing society

She dragged it out and spread it on the ground. Peregrine looked at it, bobbing his head in agreement. He then lowered himself and rolled on it, to make sure it felt as soft as it looked. It did. Satisfied, he rose again, then plucked up the skin by the corner and carried it back inside the den, where he laid it out on the floor and promptly slung himself down on top of it.

He patted the spot beside him with a paw. "Come nap with me. I've had a long day hunting and just want to snooze for a bit." Peregrine smiled sleepily at Fox, then let his chin sink down to his crossed forepaws.