Hiding away from cold wind blowing

Blue Willow always believed the best of those she loved. Osprey was no different, even Peregrine. A part of her still wanted to believe that he hadn't just left and had no intention of cleaning up the ash from the bridges he burned. However untrue that maybe, she held out the hope that it was not so.

Blue was not certain why Peregrine and Osprey's family kept leaving. She could guess of course. Crete having left because of his intense dislike of Hawkeye. Had he known he had children she imagined he would have stayed. Atticus probably lost his memories again and wandered off to die. Peregrine was thinking with his male member far too much, and he wanted to please his wife. Which was understandable, but at the same time poppy cock. And innocent pups had gotten hurt because of it.

Blue eyes went wide and she gently nudged her friend. Ragnar and his wife took you in? I hope you are okay? Do I need to check you out or are you good? I wish I had known I would have made someone come and get you and bring you home. And in true blue style she began to fuss at her friend. Fear and worry, but pleasure that she was home.