Blacktail Deer Plateau There's a ship without a name there

Osprey was not hiding any emotions. She was happy, she was cheerful, her heart was filled with childish and innocent joy. She had put aside her constant worry for the things that had not yet happened in future or regrets for all the things she had not done in the past. Osprey embraced today. Yes, she was a bit more emotional than usual and - yes - there were moments, when happiness was overshadowed by grief and pain. Her mind was still seeking all the different ways of coping with the loss and, how to move on. The good news was - it got better with every passing day. And connecting with other people was definitely the right way to go.

"Great, let's go!" Osprey was happy that her friend had been so quick to agree and that her kids were not babies that required constant attention all the time anymore. "I have no idea," she shrugged, thus admitting, what a failure of a kidnapper she was. Her main goal had been to get Blue willow out of the den, therefore she had not put much thought into, what was she going to do after that. "What would you like to do?"