Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 2)
Hammerstrokes rang in peregrine's ears still.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 7)
peregrine strained so hard when he was in the middle of things. "no, thank you." tillian settled into the groove of peregrine's collarbone.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 3)
Tillian slid down peregrine's chest and leaped to the dirt floor. "good morning!" "my ointment." peregrine raised a brow. "if this is a good time." oh. oh, yes!
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 1)
Wellis hesitated, his posture stiff and full of thoughts; he glanced a question to peregrine. "i'll be here a while," peregrine said, hardly more than a breath. "stay or go, however you need."
In With a Scurry
"um ... okay," peregrine said, nodding. somewhat worried, now. raids? ruffians? "you didn't ask for this assignment, did ya, mouse?" "no," peregrine whispered honestly.
Dreams of Flight
peregrine asked excitedly.
And to You Your Wassail
But you can fly a peregrine as well as someone with bare skin, can't you? is that what she means?" “is it?" “you tell me." the clouds before them changed, lightening. anders zeroed his attention back on the peregrine, waiting.
A Deal Between Foxes
peregrine gestured to the young coon. "why of course sir. will that be all?" "yes for tonight, thank you. now you follow delwyn and do as he says. " mr. peregrine smiled down at the coon and rubbed his head fur.
5.5 - Crackers Don't Matter
peregrine shot back. the mouse squinted. “by the way, are you having lighting problems, because i can _hardly_ see y—" “we require your cargo.” “_require_? that’s a new one!” peregrine looked to petra. “isn’t it?” “yup.
Every Dog Has his Day
He looked the coyote over and even gave him a courteous sniff before looking at peregrine. "this is him, right?" "yes. yes that's him." peregrine said. "dustin, i trust you know blitz?"
Crucible, Part 9
He wondered if the rebels, perhaps, had decided they were wise to the peregrine's lack of fangs. their mistake: anders brought the peregrine over, with multani's target markers straight ahead of him. “in hot."
The Gift of Prometheus
He turned around just as a peregrine falcon, who was a couple of years younger, called for his name. "all set, mr.