The Sentinels wham bam thank you m'am

Though Dante was mostly recovered from his long bout of illness, Osprey was now sick, and he was certain his own proximity had led to it.  So he divided his time between the usual duties and caring for her, a schedule that kept him hopping but gave him no cause to complain.  

He was tracking when the calls sounded, trying to track a badger that would likely put up a fight but provide some meat all the same.  Yet as soon as the first howl faintly fell on his ears, that was forgotten.  A death?  Dante's stomach dropped, and he immediately sprinted towards the shore.  The second came shortly after - Casmir, injured.  So not dead?  Or were there two?  

Fearful, he found the truth when he arrived.  Behati had died.  He had a hard time processing this, it was so unexpected.  How?  Last he knew she'd been fine.  No one here seemed to know what had happened or how to proceed, and Dante was one of them.  The call had been for he and Lasher - he would wait for the father to arrive.  Instead of speaking, he went to Behati, unable to see anything mortally wrong with his unpracticed eye.  She had no obviously fatal wounds.