The Sentinels We get to share it

"Food," Osprey replied, working a bit more to uncover the cadaver from the snow and, when Lasher had come close enough, she stepped aside to let him see the find. "From the looks of it - there is plenty of it too." Though a closer examination revealed that the calf hadn't had too much meat on it's bones, which meant that - taking skin and bones away - there wasn't going to be that grand of a meal. For one or two wolves maybe, but not for a whole pack. 

"I never had a chance to congratulate you and Blue," Osprey thought it was a good time to give a bit late well-wishes for the newborns. "Dante has been sick lately, so I did not think it was wise for me to come anywhere near either."