Redhawk Caldera i walked ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles to see you.

"You might be right," Peregrine said, slowing and drawing to a stop on a small ledge shaded by a pair of spruce trees, half their branches shorn away by wind. "Actually, there's no maybe about it. This is the place," he said, pointing his black snout at a small crevice between the tree trunks. "It's small but cozy. Has a good view too. I don't think we'll both fit, so head on in and try it on for size," the Alpha invited, lifting a paw to usher Finley into the tiny cave.

"Before I go find Ashton and send him over here to give you a check-up, is there anything else I can do? Maybe starting with a bath?" he suggested lightly. He would be happy to groom her if she wanted it, though Peregrine would leave that up to Finley. "Or I can send Fox, if you'd be more comfortable with a feminine touch," he added with a playful twitch of his tail.