Blacktail Deer Plateau mischief managed

I'm going to set this around the 20th. I'd love for trusted wolves (like @Blue Willow, @Atticus or @Yerpso, just to name a few) to pop in here. I'm going to power-play Peregrine in the background (we'll pretend Hawkeye's out getting her hair did or something?! She's welcome to pop in, though). Also, any of the other pups are welcome! :)

Osprey was smack dab in the middle of a transitional phase, not that she knew it. She could see relatively clearly now and she made quick work of the secondhand offerings given to her by the three adults. She could stand and walk, though her motor skills left a lot to be desired. Her ears were nothing more than small black flaps, yet they'd unplugged and she could make out various sounds. Speaking of which, she loved to make noises, especially in tandem with the other puppies.

It wouldn't be long before they began to foray into the wild, yet for now their guardians confined them to the den and its entryway. Osprey Jr. frolicked there now, repeatedly attempting to pounce a spot of light on the dusty den floor. Once she eventually grew bored of that, she craned her neck forward and sniffed at the den's mouth before glancing over her shoulder. Her father caught her baby blue gaze and shook his head no, which she'd just begun to understand.

Jaws working, the black tyke sent up a little yowl of protest, then daringly began to creep toward the great outdoors anyway. Every half an inch or so, she peeked over her should to find Peregrine watching her much like his namesake. He had yet to move, so Junior kept pushing the limits, wriggling and worming her way toward full daylight. With every inch, her progress slowed self-consciously until she was creeping along on her tubby belly like an overgrown snail.

And, suddenly, she found herself outside, perhaps six inches beyond the overhanging den ceiling. Osprey Jr. commemorated this moment by squatting and peeing in excitement, effectively marking the foyer as her territory.