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I should be working. Oops.

Ty frowned in half-apology when the squirrel leg dropped to the ground. “Sorry,” she said, nudging the small tendril of meat toward her sister. But it seemed Osprey was distracted by something else, causing the charcoal pup to turn around and face an adult white wolf. Misunderstanding Osprey's greeting entirely, and figuring the two knew each other somehow, Ty responded with her most polite: “Hi, Erm.”

The girl blinked slowly, dreamily as she observed him before turning to Osprey. “You know him?” she whispered, wanting some kind of clarification. As far as Ty was concerned, her sister had never really been that far away from her, so it seemed odd that Oss would know him and Ty wouldn't.