Redhawk Caldera total eclipse of the heart

He had given up hope when it came to tomatoes or ash or whatever else might have stripped the stench from his coat, had it not been the dead of winter. At least his nose was currently so numb that he couldn't smell himself. Peregrine smiled wanly as he plodded around the borders, purposefully facing into the frigid wind so that the odor would be blown away from him and hopefully leave a reeking, invisible cloud around the caldera.

Soon, it was time to hang up his patrolling boots and go meet FitzDutiful. He wasn't entirely sure why he wanted to meet but Peregrine had an inkling that the Counselor needed some counseling of his own. The Alpha male was happy to provide whatever guidance he could. He might not be a therapist by trade but he was a middle-aged leader, mate and father. He had some life experiences under his belt.

When he finally tracked down his trusty Theta, the black wolf waved his tail and greeted him with a grin. "I smell like burning ass hair, I know. What's on your mind, Duty?" He reclined several yards away to give his friend's nose a break, head cocking inquisitively.