Blacktail Deer Plateau Angels watch me

Several weeks had passed since Atticus disappearance and the search for him had failed. There were no traces of him apart from the trail he had left behind - then according to those, who had gone looking for him, it had scattered and got lost among the rest of the scents there. If Osprey had felt the need to look for him at the first days, then now the feeling had mellowed down and she always found more and more reasons, why not to leave the plateau.

She had heard that Blue willow had returned from her visit at Peregrine's pack and because of being busy fending for herself (they had failed to hunt down something big in long term and food was running low), she had missed the chance to pay a visit to her friend. As fate would have it she didn't have to go looking or howling for her, because she spotted Blue's swiftly moving form through the trees. Osprey stopped stalking a mouse that had hidden in it's den, got to her feet and called out: "Oy, Blue!"