Redhawk Caldera burning down the house

Peregrine was suddenly before her, and after a bumbling second or two as they awkwardly side-stepped and side-stepped again, he was off - carrying what looked to be a broken toy with him. Dove watched for a moment, as the desperation filled her again, and then shot her silver gaze towards the void where a renewed wailing had begun. As she slipped in to the den her ears fell back, but that did little to muffle the obnoxious screeching. She took one more step before there was suddenly silence; a wetness spreading along her outstretched paw, along with some tiny pinching.

"Ow -- OW, hey, quit that!" Dove protested and tried to pull her paw away, but the little creature had quite the hold. She tried to brace herself with her free forelimb against the ground and wiggle the captive one, but that seemed to only make the animal tighten her jaws; what was this, a badger? Dove glanced sharply at Fox, as if her sister could help, and inevitably yanked her paw closer - along with the puppy - and held the girl firmly between her front legs. "Let me go you little twerp!"