Osprey

After ducking under some twisted branches, the rocky cliffs in the low-mountain valley clears into a larger, open area of gravel and the occassional weed patch, where Osprey stops and wags her tail. Looking back to you, she laughs at your expression. "It's nicely hidden, ain't it?"

You nod, amazed on how the Flock even found this area amongst the ruthless snow. "Well, go make yourself comfortable. As nice it was to bring you back, I should really help out Blue Jay with getting that elk back." She quickly swirls around and climbs back out of the camp from where you both came in, leaving a trail of messy paw prints in her wake.

Osprey, almost always bouncing off her paws in excitement, largely serves as the Flock's lead chaser alongside Sparrow. She's a small wolf, albeit lanky, which lends itself to her speed in her hunting party's excursions. After meeting Raven during a hailstorm, the once-lone wolf became a bonafide pack member and close companion to the pupsitter.