Blacktail Deer Plateau Bufferzone

Burke probably wasn't aware of this, but his concern for giving her the right name, was revealing a bit more about him than he would have wanted it. Osprey lifted her eyebrows and looked surprised (and even moved a little) - where did this care come from? A stranger, a verbal sparring partner, not a friend, not a good acquaintance she would confide in. She didn't fear him that much as she had before, neither did she dislike him, yet this kind of attitude made her wary. Instinct told that this might as well mean more than she would have first suspected.

He closed the distance between them even more and this time Osprey decided that this was a bit too much to be considered polite. She bared her teeth at him, pulled her feet under her belly and moved away a bit, so that she was comfortable with the distance again. Happy and settled, she was ready to resume the conversation: "So, now I have a name... time to answer my question - what made you leave your pack?"