Blacktail Deer Plateau You can't take me, I'm free

When Osprey's dulcet tones reached his ears, the black cloud hovering over him lightened a little. He turned and his mood changed; he went from spoiling for a fight to relieved joy in a heartbeat. Her greeting at least put one of his fears to rest: it was pretty clear his brothers' attitude toward him hadn't affected Osprey's opinion in the least. Grateful, the swarthy Alpha stretched out, his muzzle touching the side of hers and his tongue poking out in a sweet, fraternal kiss.

"Of course. What're you getting into today?" he replied. "I was just... brooding," he shared of his own affairs, giving her a crooked, almost sheepish smile before admitting something else, "I'm glad you're here."