Redhawk Caldera PACKTIVITY -- Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer

The Alpha male's gaze remained fixed on Elwood for several seconds before he let his head drop down beside his mate's. It probably looked like he was whispering sweet nothings into her ear or else talking dirty to her. In reality, he was muttering random silly nonsense to her. It would be a lie to say the occasional naughty epithet didn't find its way in there, though.

None of his subordinates seemed to really mind much as he went to town on his mate, though it was all over fairly quickly. He grunted loudly for Elwood's benefit, then slid backward off Fox. She lay down to nibble at the leftovers and otherwise veg out and Peregrine had no choice but to do the same.

Oddly, this inability to separate actually put Peregrine at ease. Nobody could get at her now! The realization excited him—no, not in that way. Just generally. He leaped to his feet, forcing Fox to hers as well. Ignoring the discomfort, he dragged her around the kill to greet their pack members. One by one. Personally.

"'Sup, Elwood?! Thanks for throwing this fest right in the middle of my wife's heat!" Insert passive/aggressive wink. Elwood had brought this on himself. Onto the next one. "Hey, Somnia, what's shakin, guuurl'?! Yo... I don't know you," he said when they reached Tempest. "I'm Perry and this is my other half, Fox. As you can see, we are attached at the... at the hip... heh heh heh heh heh. FIN!" Peregrine yelled, tugging Fox over to their Beta. He noticed the gloomy look on her face and said, "Don't be sad, Fin! Come here, let us comfort you." He reached out a foreleg, intending to draw the Blackthorn into the world's awkwardest hug of all fucking (heh... do you see what I did there?) time.