You'd give your life you'd sell your soul

@Atticus

It was a nice and warm spring day and Osprey, who had been running on various errands lately (which mainly involved hunting, eating and stashing food, as well as a bit of scavenging for the unfortunate victims of winter), had decided to take a morning off. Crete had left their shared den earlier, ever so careful not to wake his sister up, therefore it was a slight disappointment not to say him "good morning" and give him a loving nuzzle on between the ears.

It had been pretty cloudy during the past days, therefore it was a nice surprise to get out of the den and be greeted by the sunlight. "Morning to you too, you big ball of fire," she said, squinting her eyes against the bright light and then yawned. After casting a quick glance around, she found no desire to go anywhere yet, therefore she lied down and rolled on her back to expose her belly to sunbath, closed her eyes and dozed off quickly again.