Blacktail Deer Plateau Watch you take the fall

It had got rather cold during the past few days. Osprey was a tough girl and she had survived worse, but this morning she had woken up feeling particularly uncomfortable by the freezing temperature outside and had been forced to leave her spot (a shallow pit, full of old leaves) to have a run around the plateau, in order to get some warmth in her stiff muscles. Lucky for her - additional motivation weren't too far to find. She caught sight of a hare and after a long chase and persistance from her side, the creature was caught and killed.

Osprey attacked it with a ravenous appetite and in no time there was hardly anything left of it. Let alone the head and ears. She studied it for a bit, then decided that it was too big to swallow and picked it up, carrying proudly like a trophy. Half-way she decided to bring the head to Blue's kids - if she was not mistaken they had to be old enough to appreciate this kind of object. So few minutes later she was not far from the den, just in time to see a tiny, cream colored figure emerging from the den.

It had been a long time since she had seen a puppy this small, therefore her heart was overcome with emotions. It melted. She approached the tiny being carefully, looking at it in a curious manner and wagged her tail. Not wanting to scare him/her (she couldn't remember, who was who, because she had only seen them in the darkness of the den), she plopped down on her stomach, resting her head between her paws (and putting the hare's head aside first), while her ears were perked up and she eyed the little puppy with fondness.