Firestone Hot Springs Is it getting any better

ooc: @Charon 

The knowledge of the fact that you have got a home with people that you hold dear waiting for you makes a big difference, when you are far away from it. Returning home should always be a happy thing no matter, what the circumstances have been, but Osprey did not feel that way. It was the third time now, when she had started anew within the ranks of the plateau and never before had she felt more defeated and confused about her place there. People were the same, but she had hard time finding that old Osprey. The cheerful one, the creative one, the one, who tried to make friends with everyone, the one, who was desparate for love and being loved in return. A week had passed and she still felt like an empty shell - breathing, eating, moving around, doing all of these little routine things that one's life consists off, but having no spirit in anything she did. 

No one had seemed to notice her diminished ability to see clearly and she had not mustered up a courage to tell this either. She was a mess and burden already, these kind of news would be like a cherry on top of a wobbly cake. Therefore rather than seeking people out, she reverted to her solitude and the hours that weren't spent sleeping, were spent wandering on her own. This felt familiar and safe after all. By the time she had reached the Firestone hot springs, she was tired once again, she lied down on the ground to rest. It was odd to think that her youth had left her in a matter of months, leaving an old and battered wolf behind.