Blacktail Deer Plateau when the lights go out

It was almost heart-breaking to see Osprey Jr. like that, although there was another part of Saēna that found it hilarious. That part was, thankfully, buried beneath a mountain of concern and uncertainty, which was built ever higher when the puppy pack's commander turned brimming eyes on her with stressed words. Perhaps she should have been sage and wise and said something brilliant, but she didn't have the answers Junior was looking for.

“Hunting?” she tried pathetically, latching on to her foster father's favourite activity. “Daddy hunter, may... May-beeee hunting. Hunting lotses?” Having been raised by three parents with a rather disconnected relationship with her real father, it wasn't surprising that Saēna had come to call Peregrine daddy as well, though no doubt this would be corrected by the adults in days to come. For now, the girl blissfully believed she was the product of his loins and Kisu was more like a babysitter than anything... However far from the truth that was.