Blacktail Deer Plateau i just cannot even

Bazi didn't believe the story and Osprey hadn't intended her to either. However rather than telling her - don't be ridiculious - she played along. A little far-fetched story session was just, what she needed, to steer her mind away from the sad thoughts. Delirious was a familiar term, though poppies were not. These plants weren't common at the place she had lived most of her life and Flightless falcons had always been such a busy buzzing beehive, where extraordinary events weren't rare at all, that hardly anyone would need anything stimulating to get away from boredom.

But Osprey wasn't going to let the other know that she didn't know something. "Nope - not here in this season anyway," she said, but added a conspiring wink, as if she still had some secrets about this plant. "Now that you have made yourself known," she leaned back to her initial position. "what are you going to do next?"