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"Yup, with this one," Osprey replied and without casting a glance back to see, whether her niece had come to help or not, she got back inside her den. Now that she had taken quite a lot of stuff out, there was more space than before. She cast a quick glance around, feeling satisfied with the new order, then went over to a corner, where there lied some half-burried hare skins and old caches, and began to dig.

At that moment a shower of small rocks and sand hit her head. Osprey managed to jump back, but not in the right time to avoid a part of the sandy ceiling just crash over her body and pin her to the ground. "Bloody hell," she moaned, trying to blink sand away from her eyes.