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Falcon observed the beta. As much as he could understand where Osprey’s disapproval was coming from, he couldn’t help but feel that this wasn’t the right time to be reminding Mitts about all her mistakes.Osprey looked around at the pack. Two wolves were bleeding out, one smelled like sickness, one was motionless with bleeding cuts that smelled strangely, and cow carcasses were scattered everywhere. It seemed impossible that no one had gotten trampled. Or maybe they did get trampled. She observed. She headed towards the assorted amount of bleeding-out wolves and looked down at the one missing a leg. “You’re the pup supposed to be Alpha, aren’t you?” She muttered, looking at her with distaste. “You’ll have to get something on your wounds, pup, or you’ll lose all your blood and die.” She advised coldly. Though she was loyal to her Alpha, she couldn’t help but doubt her decisions sometimes. Letting a pup lead the pack seems have gone wonderfully. She thought wryly.