Redhawk Caldera Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide [m]

"Okay," Elwood replied readily as soon as Peregrine selected the deer as their target. There had been a group of three, which had dwindled to two after his teamwork with Jaws, but he was sure that was indicative of other ungulates in the area. With a confident step, he turned and led Peregrine away from Derp's grave -- but not before casting one last long, respectful glance at the place where the child was buried.

With the Alpha following him, he ventured towards the outskirts, where the land leveled out and where tiny blades of grass struggled through the layer of snow -- hopefully enticing the deer to come and graze. He slowed his pace after a while, dropping his nose to the ground and inhaling sharply; he was rewarded with just the scent that they were looking for, and with a soft chuff directed towards Peregrine, he began to track the deer.

They traveled only a short while before he spotted four of them, lingering near a copse of trees. He halted, one forepaw suspended in midair as he looked back at Peregrine. This was the bereaved father's hunt; he would follow Peregrine's instructions.