Redhawk Caldera if i die young

"At the caldera, you mean?" Peregrine questioned, then pondered this. "I guess you're right. We're pretty far removed from most of the nearby packs and then I'd like to think my reputation precedes me." He smirked lightly at this. "I'm not exactly welcoming to outsiders. I rarely venture out of the territory myself. Some of the ones who would be the most likely to visit are also sort of estranged. Relations between the caldera and the plateau have been uneasy ever since I—since we, Fox and I—left on somewhat abrupt terms."

Now, more than ever, that sacrifice was clearly worth it. Even from a rain-splashed distance, he felt close to his mate and puppies. Everything they had done, they had done for them. Now that they were here, it was especially easy to look back on all the decisions they'd made for these very offspring and think to himself, Worth it!

"So you've fucked a lot of chicks, huh?" he said casually and conversationally, quirking a curious brow at Jaws. He thought briefly of Atticus and Bones. "Just know that if you make any bastards here, I'll have your hide and Fox will devour your babies," he said with a chuckle. It was mostly a joke, though the warning was genuine. He liked Jaws and didn't want any reason to have to chase the male out of the pack. He could screw around as much as he liked as long as he didn't knock up anybody... ;)