Blacktail Deer Plateau No, I can't look down

Junior slept near Dante each night (assuming his player doesn't mind that assumption hee^heehee), though she knew she should find a den of her own. Well, her family had lived out in the open in the spring but she figured it might be smart to find somewhere to shelter on cold and rainy nights. No one said this to her; it was just an instinctual knowledge that dawned on her even as autumn zoomed along in the general direction of winter.

She had located the whelping den and was sniffing around, wondering whether anybody would mind if she claimed it, when her pale sister's howl cut through the crisp fall air. Backpedaling and pivoting, Junior trotted in Saēna's direction, all the while wondering what she might want. En route, she realized it might be cool if she asked Saēna — and Tytonidae too, of course — if they wanted to share their family's old den. Then they could be roomies all over again!

"Hey," the young Osprey said as she found Saēna and strode toward her, "what's up?" She noticed the look on Saēna's face and added, "Why do you always look like you just smelled shit when I see you? What happened?"