The Sentinels Before it's too late, stop trying to wait

Osprey's life hadn't been very eventful during the past two weeks, aside from the fact that she was spending more time now actually hunting for a fresh game rather than trying to survive on scraps only. Though the success rates were between 1/5, the more she practiced the easier it got every time. Her instincts didn't have to be reminded about, how a job should be done, the only thing she had to do was to think less and allow the senses to take over. 

She was taking a break, sunbathing in the rare rays of winter sun, when she caught sight of Dante. Happy about the prospect of meeting him during the day, but feeling too lazy to actually get up and run in his direction, she lifted her muzzle and let out a quiet and melodic howl. At the end of it she tilted her head to the side and waited for his response.