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"Oh?" Osiris hummed in reply; he should have expected Lyra to test him. "How did I do?" he asked, grinning slyly. Her mention of intruders caused the yearling to roll his eyes, and he nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we've had many of those types," he replied.

Osiris turned as Lyra beckoned towards the woodlands, and they set off from there towards the glen's heartlands. "A good amount," but how many—it took him a moment to count all of their members, "Around ten," he answered. "Bronco and Meerkat joined us from the Firebirds, and Leta and Charles joined from Easthollow," he elaborated; their pack was a melting-pot, "Toad, from the mountain..." As far as Osiris was aware, that was the entirety of who Lyra knew. "We've had some newcomers, too."