Blacktail Deer Plateau we can make the ground shake

When Grimlock began to look around for something to throw, Osprey Jr. lowered her front half close to the ground and began to dart back and forth, rump wiggling in the air and tail spinning. She watched him, eyes now shining with excitement, as he found a suitable stick. In response to his question, she barked so sharply that it made her own ears ache and then shrieked, "FWOW STICK FWOW STICK FWOW STICK!" at the top of her little lungs.

With a snap of his neck, he flung it. Junior spun and darted after it, diving on top of it when she reached it. The stick snapped beneath her weight, so Osprey went after the bigger half. She snatched it so roughly that it stabbed the roof of her mouth, causing her eyes to water. Never one to be a baby about such things, she threw back her head and cantered back to Grimlock, dropping the drool- and blood-covered broken stick at his paws.

"FWOW!" she screamed demandingly, pink spittle spraying her playmate's chest.