The Sentinels We're one, but we're not the same

Though Osprey had met the young lady before, coincidentally she had also not caught her name. Therefore, when the person in question came into the little clearing that spread next to the nest, the beta regarded the newcomer first with mild distrust and defensive manner and, only after she had recognized the face, did she ease up and yawned. 

She looked down at the mouse, which seemed way too small to satisfy her hunger, but said nothing. After all, the gesture was that mattered and she dipped her muzzle politely, thanking for the gift. Then she picked it up and swallowed it whole. "I never got to hear your name," she said, after the tiny mouse had made it's train trip to her stomach. "My name is Osprey."