Blacktail Deer Plateau Will it take easier on you now

@Lasher 

The sudden rainfall had surprised Osprey mid-hunt and having no burrow, no den to hide, she had sought shelter under the branches of a large fir tree. There was enough space for her to lie down and be protected from becoming soaking wet. While lying there, memories of her early childhood came to her - of a very similar tree in the Flightless falcons, where they had hidden away from the rest of the family members and observed them from their spot - seeing everything, but staying invisible from their sight. It had been fun.

Many years had passed, the stiuation was the same, yet she was alone. It felt that with the same ease she had made friends, she had also lost them. And though part of it was not her fault, it still did not feel great to betray those you had promissed to be loyal to. Osprey sighed and rested her head on her outstretched paws, not for the first time wondering, why life was such a difficult game to play.