Firefly Glen I've got a reason for what I believe in, and I've got the love of the power I know

Osiris was within the rendezvous's tangled woodlands, digging a stockpile for the two weasels who laid at his side. He had taken a break from patrolling today and had opted to contribute to their growing food collection while the hunting was bountiful. 

The sound of approaching footfalls caught Osiris' attention, and he paused his efforts with a knowing smile; he had immediately recognized the sound of his mother's steps. "Mom," he greeted, standing and looping in Hydra's direction as she approached. Once she was near enough, he reached out to nip her cheek tenderly. "It's good to see you," he said, pulling from their brief embrace.