The Sentinels i send my scourge, i send my sword

Osprey had felt particularly tired that day, therefore she had not wandered anywhere far from the den she was sharing with Dante. When lying in the sun had become too uncomfortable (and lately it got even harder to find the "perfect spot" to rest and have some peace of mind), she had returned to her home and fallen asleep in the shadows. 

It was later in the day, when unusual buzzing sound, growing in intensity woke her up and made her peek through the den mouth. Only to recoil back, when at least two insects hit her in the muzzle. She had to retreat even further, when Dante arrived, out of breath and smelling of fear. "What's going on out there?" she asked.