Redhawk Caldera Birds of a feather flock together

Anyone's welcome but I'm particularly hoping for a @Raven and/or an @Osprey. :)

Peregrine woke to find Wildfire pressed up against his belly, searching for a teat. The father chuckled, sitting up and closing his mouth around her tiny midriff. She squeaked (of course) but quickly fell silent when he placed her beside her mother and she found a nip to grab. The other three were already cuddled up against Fox, who appeared to be sound asleep. He smiled at his drowsy family, then grunted as he rose onto all fours.

Stepping out of the den, he trotted down to the lake for a long drink, then made a beeline to the nearest cache to fetch some relatively fresh meat. He carried it back to the den, then made himself comfortable in the doorway. He gnawed at his breakfast, all the while keeping his jade eyes on the wriggly, whimpering puppies. A few of them seemed to react to the smell of blood, though of course it would be a few weeks before they'd get their first taste.

He finished off his meal and scooted a bit closer to mother and pups. It was mid-morning and Peregrine expected the usual influx of visitors to start soon. He was happy to steal these quiet moments alone with his little family, though he was starting to feel less uptight about allowing other pack mates to come around. He was still protective of the tiny newborns, yet he was happy to show them off too. He found himself hoping Osprey in particular would drop by today. The pups were a few days old now and she would have to head home soon, so he wanted her to meet them before she left.