Redhawk Caldera The hanging tree

Finley didn't show any obvious signs of reluctance, though Peregrine eventually cottoned onto the fact that she might not want to get rough-and-tumble in her current state. Obviously, he didn't want to risk further injuring his Beta. But he couldn't just let her get away with rejecting his invitation to play!

"Fine then, we'll beat the shit out of some squirrels instead of each other," he rejoined with a playful sneer. "Come on, penisface. We need to find another grove," he added, for the nut-loving rodents here had disappeared, presumably frightened away by the wolfish banter taking place below them.

Casting her a glance, Peregrine licked his chops and swiveled, leading the way out of the trees and running along the caldera's base in search of another prime spot to hunt their buck-toothed, tree-dwelling, bushy-tailed neighbors.