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"I know," he agreed, giving her a nudge beneath one gray eye. "Everything will be fine, though. Wanna eat?" Peregrine said in the next breath. Momentarily forgetting his aching shoulders, he motioned at the hunk of bison meat, then winced and grew still. "Not sure who left it here but it's fresh," he reported.

Whether or not Fox followed suit, he gingerly re-positioned himself in front of the slab of bloody bison meat. It took him several minutes to lower himself and then wait for the stabbing pains to subside. He then resumed eating, though he would leave the lion's share to his leading lady and the pups leaping and dancing in her abdomen.