Firefly Glen I'm not bullying, I'm just giving them a mean, negative compliment :)

He didn't have a lot of patience to spare. On a good day, this may be a lengthier consideration, but today, the juvenile only got a further narrowed look at his muttering--he didn't know the half of why Osiris wouldn't come, so any remark on how unfortunate that was only irritated the grieving Ostrega. Antares felt like barbing his tongue, but the dead, bloodied body was more worth the attention; he sniffed more pointedly, glancing the form over again. At least he didn't smell bear.

No. Not ours. he supplied, feeling grim. They had gathered too many of their own dead already, but this was not one of them. This was someone else's boy. Might belong to Redhawk Caldera. They're south, the Ostrega added, and normally he could have summoned Bronco or Meerkat to give more say on that plausibility (which he realized then they could be related to this dead wolf, if this were the case), but with everything going on lately, they had flown from the Glen yet to return. Something else he had yet to deal with. Where did you find them?