Blacktail Deer Plateau sugar lime blue

The Healer offered a paw, which Osprey Jr. batted at much like a small black kitten. Keeping with the metaphor, she followed the paw as it twitched to and fro, pouncing it and giving it a little nibble before backing away... wash, rinse, repeat. Blue Willow quite likely grew bored of the game well before little Junior did, though eventually the silky black pup grew disinterested in the foot that twitched like a dying animal.

"Zzzaaa!" she suddenly squawked at the medic, gazing up at her imploringly. "Da, da, da, da, da!" Although Osprey was as loud as any of the other pups, these were some of her first "words," even if they were really nothing but babbling. "Pa, pa, pa!" she squealed, sitting down and rotating her head to peer at each of the adults in turn, her tail wiggling like a small black worm behind her.