Blacktail Deer Plateau sassy fox

Osprey's simple plan worked and her trophy caught attention of the youngster. It didn't take long before she was standing before the older wolf and inquired about it. She recognized the little girl, who had been the only one to come and greet her right after the meeting, and for a moment surprise washed over her face - OJ had grown quite a lot from that small fluff of fur Osprey Sr. had first met in spring.

"I found it sprouting out of the ground there," she beckoned with her muzzle to an unidentifiable spot somewhere in the distance. "It's a special kind, you know, the skull-tree," Osprey cast a glance at Junior with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. This was a test, really - would the girl get the idea that this was a game and more importantly, would she play along? "A weapon? Not practical."