Firestone Hot Springs You got someone to blame

"You are teasing me now, but have you ever tried that, smart guy?" Osprey stopped to give a quizzical look at Burke and, when it seemed that she had reached a conclusion of some sorts, she shrugged, huffed and began walking again. To answer his question - no, she had not yelled at trees that often. Not in the recent years anyway, but at some point during her youth - being a more emotional creature - she had had her temper tantrums. When she had realized that unleashing her negative emotions on other people was not a pretty thing to do, she had decided to doing it in solitude and when there was no one around. It was a great way to unleash anger. Plus - screaming took a lot of energy. And you could do that for ten - fifteen minutes at most - after that you saw no point in continuing. 

She didn't offer another topic for the conversation until they had reached the edge of a forest and after a little searching and sniffing, she had found a path that would lead them towards a desolate place, where anyone rarely set their foot on. The further they walked, the more fallen trees there were around and, if one was paying attention, they would notice that it had become oddly quiet too. "Do you feel the special vibe about this place?" she broke the silence.