Ocean's Breath Plateau Tonight

Osprey had drifted off, which could turn out to be a fatal mistake for a lone wolf out in the open. In her state, however, her undertsanding about danger had nearly disappeared. If she was to be mauled to death at this point, she would meet her fate more with a surprise than with a rational conclusion that this was, how things ended for people, if they did not take enough care of them. 

So, no wonder that she was startled, when she sensed that the border of the sacred private space had been breached and that there was a brute man towering over her, sniffing her with interest. For a moment she let him do it, lying still with gaze averted and ears drawn back to her head. Then, when she believed that this was enough, she lashed around snapped at the man's muzzle and danced several steps away, shaking her coat and then straightened herself. She looked the man briefly in the eye, as if challenging him to try and come nearer, if he dared.