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Crickets chirped and spring peepers peeped, filling the muggy evening air with song. Osprey sat on the edge of the large clearing, listening to the voices of the woodland creatures. Some unspoken lyric in their symphony spoke to her, resonated in her chest, sounded in the deeps of her soul. Without really being aware of it, Junior felt her own voice crawling up her throat to join in the ballad.

The howl that loosed from her muzzle started off shaky, yet as nature beat her rhythmic drums, Osprey squeezed her eyes shut and lifted her voice toward the darkling sky. Her cry grew louder, stronger, fiercer. Her eyes popped open in surprise at the power of her own aria and the fat moon was reflected in her glowing mismatched eyes.