Kintla Flatlands by the shadow of the night

The stubborn pup said nothing in reply, maintaining her stoic silence until they reached the edge of the rendezvous site. Osprey immediately made a beeline for the spot where she often slept right next to her dad, beneath the sycamore tree. Right before reaching it, she stopped and turned to face the Alpha female back at the clearing's fringe.

"It's okay, Aunt Willow. Kiss kiss!" she said, smacking her lips to blow a good night kiss to the Healer before trotting the rest of the way to her makeshift next, dropping to the ground and curling into a ball to go to sleep. Ah, the resilience of the young.