Redhawk Caldera Two large gulps of free-range oxygen

"Don't be sorry, if I am not," Osprey didn't want to have Peregrine blame himself for any longer. Whatever had happened in the past, was left in the past. Life went on and time didn't spare anyone. Therefore "hating" and "disowning" at this point seemed like a perfect waste of time. As long as Saena's decisions in terms of her aunt didn't affect the pack as whole, there was nothing to worry about.

"I didn't come all this way to make you feel sad or guilty - the same little bird told me that you are a jovial and happy chap in general," and I don't see that now - she spared this. "But you do understand that whatever I have to tell about me will inevitably lead back to the plateau one way or another? And if hearing about plateau makes you unhappy then I rather speak about the weather or... or... the total absence of bumblebees at this time of the year."