Stavanger Bay Well it's too late

ooc: Kjalarr's assumption that Osprey is Freyja reminds, when I was once talking to a Greek guy, who was retelling a story, where a mortal man refused the romantic advances of a goddess (I think it was Aphrodite). His take on the situation was: "Well, if that goddess walked in my dorm room and asked me to have her, I would be like - hell, yeah!"

Osprey did not give much thought about actions and consequences now - she was caught up in the moment and let things happen. Enjoy the experience, whatever it might turn out to be, and move on after that. It was very likely that their paths would never cross again, which would make the latter a lot more easier to achieve. 

Running had always been something that brought her imminent joy. The full awareness of the strength her body beheld, the feeling that you could almost fly... The young wolf caught up with her with enviable ease and for few seconds Osprey pushed herself to the limits, to keep up with him, but then - rather than answering the question - she simply made a move to the side in order to crash in him with her shoulder and possibly take out of balance.