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"Stuff," Osprey replied, putting the bone down and beginning to dig the moist earth there. When she had managed to make a shallow pit, she put it in with great care. "Here you go," she told it and then, using her muzzle and paws pushed the earth around and above it. "It turns out that I am a bit of a hoarder," Junior's namesake turned to the girl. "Probably response to the stress - I don't usually do that and I don't..." at this moment she paused, taking a glance at the small pile of various items she had pulled out already, "... remember, how I got most of these in the first place."

"How are you kids dealing with all of this situation?" she asked, having missed the moment of uneasiness in girl's tone previously. "You do not have to answer, if you don't want to," the choice was hers.