Blacktail Deer Plateau fly away

Peregrine didn't seem to have any choice words for the ludicrous situation and that in itself made Ariston's internal panic a bit easier to digest. The frantic jabbering fell into the quiet murmurs of whining; the shine of wildness in his eyes sloughed off the natural glow of intelligent gold. He stilled even when the other joined in on the pacing, his plume's tip twitching in agitation, until an idea came to mind. "Hey!" he called out to the now statuesque pack mate.

The wolf's footsteps brought him a bit to the side beneath the dangling tidbit and he locked himself in a wide stance. "Springboard," he explained with a sly grin.

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