Firefly Glen exile

Osiris appreciated that Toad allowed him to compose himself, and he shot her an appreciative grin. He shook out his coat, freeing himself of any lingering excitement as she began to speak. "Oh?" he remarked, licking his chops and pushing forward his ears; it'd been a while since he'd last eaten pheasant. 

"Where were you tracking them?" he asked, now finding himself craving the smaller game.