Redhawk Caldera Good things about procrastination

It sounded like a cat fight. Peregrine's first thought was: Poor Elwood! His brow furrowed as he chewed. He could ask Somnia for her side of the story, then check in with Dove, but he would probably get the most accurate account from the Beta male if he wanted objective details. He wondered if he even did, really. He supposed it was his job as Alpha to mediate between members as necessary, though he would never consider himself a Counselor or anything close to it. And he wanted to make sure the pack was as peaceful as possible when the pups came, mostly so he didn't have to worry about anyone but his offspring squabbling like children but also because he wanted them brought up in a cohesive environment.

"I'm sure you'll be able to clear the air, especially with food," Peregrine said optimistically. "If she's anything like her sister, she's going to be a bit of a sassy pants," he remarked with an affectionate little smirk. "And if it makes you feel any better, I gave her a hard time when I met her. I have kind of a complex when it comes to Fox's sisters," he added absently as he bent down to take another bite of the squirrel.