Firefly Glen amidst the mists and fiercest frosts

Osiris smiled, humbled by Atlas' compliment. "And you are much more knowledgable than I," he drawled, considering the animal that his brother had mentioned. The more that he examined the smell, the more that it made sense to him. 

"We should warn mother," Osiris remarked then, his attention sharply scrutinizing the tangle of foliage. "This coyote is bold, and that does not bode well with me."