Redhawk Caldera We are, we are a different kind

Peregrine stuck out his tongue at Finley's jab, then answered, "Yup," in a rather matter-of-fact tone. "I have a big ole bone and I'm totally ready to stick it in her butt." There, that would shut her up. Maybe.

Seeing the Beta and Gamma shoving each other in such a buddy-buddy way yet again reminded him of something. He bit at his lip and looked around for Fox. She was nowhere in sight. His gaze eventually drifted back to the pair. They would make a cute couple. They could grow old and gray together. Oh, wait.

"Well, since I've got you here... we've been meaning to ask you something, Elwood. I bet Fox would want to be here, though," Peregrine mused, aware that he was possibly leaving his Gamma on some tenterhooks. "You see... my dick actually broke in a freak accident and it turns out we need a surrogate father..." Wait, that wasn't even the right term for it.

The swarthy male trailed off for a moment, wide eyes fixed on Elwood. Man, he was in a weird mindset right now. Eventually, his face cracked and he said, "Nah, man, I'm just kidding. My dick is doing great, thanks for asking. But, seriously..." Cue an awkwardly long pause. "What would you think if I said we were thinking of asking you to be our second Beta?"