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Although Osprey Jr. couldn't hear her sister's cries, she felt the quivering of her small body as she wailed. She continuously bumped her nose against the other puppy's blobby form, made curious by these strange sensations. Then, rather abruptly, Ty was gone. Osprey's jaws parted to squeal about this when she was lifted and deposited next to her litter mate again, against their mother's side. Instincts took hold and the young Redleaf-DiSarinno found herself drawing warm milk into her small mouth.

They fed in tandem until their mother gently shook off her gluttonous pups and exited the den. A satiated Osprey sighed and rolled onto her side as Hawkeye departed, her full belly sloshing and milk dribbling from the corners of her mouth, crusting the black fur of her cheeks. She blew a few bubbles before righting herself, the pressure of lying on her distended belly forcing a loud, wet burp from her tiny maw.