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To find Dante had been a surprisingly easy task, probably because he had not willingly hidden himself somewhere at the furthest ends of the plateau as Osprey had. His friendly gesture was welcome and, she didn't move away, enjoying his presence and touch, realizing, how much she had missed those last few shared evenings together, lying side by side, feeling safe and in peace with everything.

After a while she turned her head so that she could offer some caring and tender licks on the side of his head both to sooth him and tell that things were more or less ok and just for a moment have someone to take care of. The knowledge that her children had died had not silenced the instinct. There had been many times, when she had found herself making something den-like, when she had felt this craving to care, to nurse, to protect only to come to terms with the fact that there was no one she could do this for.

Osprey didn't know anything of, what had transpired between Dante and Koda days previously, that the pride of the first had taken quite a blow. Even if she did, it would not matter to her, for she was seeking out a person to be together with and he had proven to be just the non-judgemental, trustworthy companion she needed. "So, how have been things?" her voice quiet. "What have I missed?"