Big Salmon Lake Wishes come true, not free

Well, crap. Having quenched his thirst, he was just about to pick it up into the steady lope he would hold on his way back to the Plateau when Peregrine's questioning hail was sent. Stopping, he turned, wondering briefly if he shouldnt have just kept going. Rude it may have been, but he had no idea what sort of ground he and the swarthy alpha stood on. He might be about to find out.

"Hey." He called back uncertainly, going no further but also coming no closer. "Look... sorry. Lost track of where I was. I was just heading back." He said uncertainly, glancing briefly over his shoulder at the direction he had been heading. Peregrine didn't seem angry at his proximity but he still felt the need to make it clear that he hadn't intentionally come so close.