Oh, my litttle flashlight

ooc: it's alright - my story threads are usually slower, because I have to think a bit more about the story itself and what to tell. Therefore - because this thread does not affect anything in the future - we can have it as long as it is needed to finish it. :)

Osprey beamed at Dante, when he - imitating the yellow bird's actions - looked at her. Either because she was enjoying the story so much or because of the person in front her himself (or maybe both in equal dose) she felt very happy, radiating with joy. Would he ask again later, whether she would turn him back from being a frog to wolf, he would hear a very favorable answer.

Her expression changed a bit, when the story reached the part, where the bird led Caius into a certain death by falling off a cliff. Somehow she had assumed that the bird could have been either a good spirit or one of the god's in disguise themselves. It puzzled her a bit, why would the tiny creature do such a thing, but then it occurred to her that maybe... maybe it for whatever reason it was - it didn't have any other choice.

Since Caius had trusted his instincts and stayed alive, the betrayal didn't matter that much anymore either. Therefore she listened carefully to, where the story would take the wolf next. Indeed - the dragon's lair itself. This was, where her tail began to sway in happy expectation of a grand finale. However, Dante paused, taking his time to think, what to tell next. She waited in silence.