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Tytonidae was happy that her family seemed happier lately. They could finally see Osprey Junior, even though they talked as if she had been gone for so long. She had tried to explain that her sister had been here the whole time—invisibly, of course—but nobody had understood her. Not that it mattered now. Tytonidae was just glad that her sister was showing herself to everybody again.

The girls had grown tall together, nearing their full height and still lacking in the weight department. Ty was more slender than her sister, though it could just be that they were growing at different rates. Tytonidae's fur remained a few shade's lighter than Osprey's, although she had never expected that to change. Sniffing the air lightly (after telling her friends she had important business to attend to), Ty set off toward the rendezvous site. Unlike her sibling and cousins, she still stuck close to it. It had a familiarity to it that she just couldn't give up.

Of course, once she spotted Osprey munching on some food, she couldn't help but prance over to her and waggle her tail around in delight, greeting her sister with a high-pitched bark.