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Final post from me!

After Elwood returned the bump, Peregrine placed his paws back on the ground and surveyed the carcass. Although it was technically the execution of an enemy, not the felling of prey, he knew he was staring at a heap of meat. While it would be fun to further desecrate the body—pissing all over it seemed like a fun idea—he knew they should drag it back to the caldera to cache it.

Peregrine nodded grimly at his Beta's question. "It gave me these," he said, shrugging his shoulders. His scars weren't very noticeable at all beneath his dark fur, yet there were jagged lines and bare patches where the cat's claws had dug deep gouges on either side. "And I took its eye and now its life. Fucking cat," he said a final time.

"Let's drag it back," he said a moment later, exchanging a glance with his fellow leader before grabbing one of the cat's big, padded paws and unceremoniously starting to drag its broken, bleeding body back toward the mountain.