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The she-wolf did as she was told and Osprey looked on like a little queen (or king), happy to have such an obedient subject. When Kaskara sat up again, the youngster noticed the bits of debris clinging to her coat and giggled. She outstretched a small black paw and swiped the remains of a dead leaf off her new friend's shoulder.

"Simon Says..." Osprey paused, trying to think of something good. "Fin' some foods!" she declared, straying from simple, quick tasks onto something a bit more challenging.