Firestone Hot Springs You got someone to blame

It was not unusual to meet people here - Osprey was not the only one to appreciate it's beauty and extraordinary qualities. She heard and recognized the gruff voice first and only a second later did she realize that the reason she could not imediately localize the source was because she was looking the wrong direction. Rather than focusing her gaze forwards, she had to look down. Though she could not make out details, she worked out the shape.

"That's odd - I did not see you for what - months? And not for a moment did I think that you were dead," she went over to the pond Burke was taking his bath in and sat down at the edge so that the man's face was few inches away from her forepaws. "You always striked me like the kind of man, who rather kicks death in the balls than gives up easily," she went on, tilting her head to the side and giving him a quizzical look. "And I thought that you thought the same about me... I am disappointed..." she shook her head slowly as if telling "tsk, tsk, tsk".