Blacktail Deer Plateau reporting the patterns row by line

"Holy cow!" Osprey exclaimed, letting the dead rat fall to the ground. She recognized the man from an encounter a very, very long time ago. Had it not been the horror story she had told him, she would not recall him now. But she did, even if the story itself had faded from her memory a bit. "It's you, wow!" she couldn't explain, why the happiness of seeing a person, who was a mere acquaintance of hers, was building up in her chest, ready to explode. With her tail wagging she closed the distance between them and did the formal greeting ritual, but with more emotion.

"When did you come here?" she asked him, retreating few steps to give him some private space and skipping the answer to his question about rat and it's story. "I mean... weren't you part of another pack?"