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After spending some days with Peregrine and his kids at Caldera, it was time for Osprey to return home. Her nausea had finally ceased and she had been able to resume hunting and eating without having to vomitting every other moment. It was a relief, actually, because now her mind could focus on other - happier things - such as her brother's and his mate's luck this year. Their kids didn't look much different from others at this early age, yet it was endearing to observe them move, squeak, eat greedily and then sleep in a happy pile. This also had made her reconsider her earlier ideas about mateship and childbirth. The idea of having kids of her own... suddenly seemed tempting.

She was not that far away from home, when she caught a sight of a wolf feasting on a freshly caught deer. To be true, she was more interested in the prospect of stealing fresh meat, then actually getting to know the hunter himself. However, as she drew nearer, her step slowed, until she stopped few feet away from a very familiar face. "What do you know... Prince Charming..." she said loud enough for him to hear it.