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"Poor Blue willow. I think that sometimes we give her an impression that she is the only sensible adult here," Osprey finished with a smile and sighed, "I don't blame her." Because it was quite likely that out of all packmembers the gray furred gamma had given her the most worries. And to think that they were the same age.


"He came for a visit - we talked," she paused, trying to recall anything that would interest Dante, but most parts of the conversation were forgotten by now or was a stuff that only siblings shared. "Caldera is doing good, from what I heard. Kids are growing up fast. I don't know if you know - probably not," she suddenly remembered something, "I am their fairy godmother. The funny thing is that I can't remember, what blessings I gave them, when I was there last." She chuckled at the irony. She was probably the first fairy to forget, what she had promised.

She let silence set between them briefly, while she thought about something and then broke it by saying: "I figured that you - all three - must really like me. I mean, I am not humble enough to say that I am alone to blame for the people that left, but still... you lost three capable wolves over someone, who not only broke the rules, but can't even hunt at the moment."