Redhawk Caldera You bring me sun-sun-sunshine

When Fox materialized rather than Finley, Peregrine couldn't say he was entirely disappointed. He never minded spending time with his mate. Even if they'd just seen five each other five minutes ago, he wouldn't turn down the opportunity to hang out with her. What a sap.

"Hey, foxy lady. Have you seen our trusty Gamma?" he questioned lightly, touching noses with the female Alpha. Finley's scent was still strong, so he didn't doubt her loyalty for a moment, though he sighed as he acknowledged, "Seems several of our members have poofed... that, or they slid to their deaths at the bottom of the lake," he joked darkly.