Redhawk Caldera We're meeting arms to arms

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Piecing together the clues (corroborated mostly but his star witness, Wildfire), Peregrine realized he had been sleepwalking. Although he had never done so before, it somehow didn't surprise him. He had been under a lot of stress lately. It also explained why he felt so damn exhausted all the time. He wished he could reach out to a medical expert to help him resolve the issue, though Blue Willow was out of reach and Tiger was, well... even further out of reach.

Contemplating all of this, the Kappa climbed down the caldera to perform a short patrol before he hunted some some game for his family. Despite the previous's night's events and his ever-present fatigue (at least there was an explanation now!), he was in better spirits this morning than he had been in a while. It had been several weeks since the incident; the pack was as tightly-knit and fortified as ever; and he was doing well as a father, mentor and provider. It was a meager victory but one all the same.

For the first time in a while, Peregrine was hopeful that things might truly get better in time, that life could return to normal. In the meantime, he put his nose to the grindstone and began a brisk trot around the territory's outer perimeter.