Blacktail Deer Plateau And it is sailing to the middle of the sea

Osprey's little daydream bubble was burst by the appearance of Dante, who was going after a little squirrel. She first frowned at the trespassers, but they didn't seem to have noticed her, therefore she settled down and watched the battle of speed and wits unfold. However, when the tiny creature sped up a tree, leaving it's pursuer at the bottom of it, sending curses it's way, but being unable to do anything else, even this excitement lost it's appeal.

"Need a helping hand?" she asked, jumping off the tree trunk and approaching her friend. "Though I am not equipped to climb trees," Osprey went on, stopping not far from him and lifting her head to find the squirrel with her eyes, but without success. "Moral support, perhaps?" she looked at him again, tilting her head to the side.