Blacktail Deer Plateau Jaguar

When she mentioned her recent loss, Peregrine felt guilt bolt through him. Honestly, he'd almost forgotten in light of everything else, particularly Osprey's own return from the dead. He nodded silently, saying nothing, sensing that she was about to open up to him. He encouraged this by gently nosing the corner of her eye before giving her a delicate lick.

He felt perhaps a small twinge of envy toward this wolf who'd been Fox's betrothed, in a manner of speaking. That was all, though. Jealousy really seemed to have faded from his life as of late. He swallowed and made a murmuring sound, the tip of his muzzle pressed gently to her temple.

"Do you want to talk about it? Or is there anything I can do?" Peregrine asked gently, withdrawing just far enough so that he could look into her face fully.