Blacktail Deer Plateau don't let the colors fade to grey

It was very late, when Osprey finally reached the borders of the plateau. Their last hunt had been a failure, her usual hunting spots couldn't satisfy her hunger, therefore she had resolved to leave the territories and seek food elsewhere. Taking from the caches would have been an easier thing to do, but, while she considered herself still capable of moving around, she thought that taking from the stashes was below her dignity.

Most of the day was spent searching and hunting, now she returned - if not very full - then content and ready to fall asleep immediately, when she would return to her den. As it happens to sleepy people, they tend to miss bits and pieces from their surroundings. Osprey was unaware of the other wolf, until she bumped into him and briefly lost her balance. "Watch it!" she growled at the big mass of muscle and fur.