Blacktail Deer Plateau Follow your heart, little child of the west wind

Hawkeye dropped to the ground in a heap with a huff. "No," she stated quietly, but with power. She looked up and met Peregrine's eyes, hurt in her own. "We had a pact with the pack of Horizon Ridge, and it was broken by Jinx. I had thought that her and I were okay in terms of being on a friendly level, but I guess not. I just cannot believe that she was trying to sneak around like that." Hawkeye sighed and looked down.

After a moment, she looked up again but while laying her head on the ground. "I will have to take up patrolling at night again now. I prefer the dark anyway, but I don't feel very stealthy with all of this snow. I am sure you can relate... you are almost as dark as I am; your pelt is much prettier in my opinion, though. I like the sheen it has." Hawkeye dumped the mouthful on Peregrine, not caring how she sounded or looked; she wasn't in the mood to be even-keel and regal.