The Sentinels i send my scourge, i send my sword

"Now that is something," Osprey suppressed the sudden wave of curiousity and need to go outside and see it for herself. But the opportunity presented itself - in the dim light of the den she spotted one of the aforementioned insects clinging to Dante's fur. Ears up she leaned closer to have a sniff at it, when it did not seem dangerous she took the next step and picked it up with the tips of her incisors. It squirmed, tickling her lips and making her to drop it on the ground. There it lied and Osprey put a paw on it to prevent it's escape. 

"Wicked," she told Dante and with a sigh she lied down and wait for the odd thing that was going outside to end.