Honeyed Pasture Eight seconds left in overdrive

Hell, Charon, you have a way with people... Osprey thought, when she realized that Mason was about to cry. "Hey..." she leaned towards the fellow to touch his forehead lightly, "none of that was aimed at you - don't take it personally." She withdrew and appeared to be thinking about something for a while. She was not sure, if staying at the present location would help much in making the little guy feel better, but because of the newborns, it would not be wise to take him inside Donnelaith for a tour either. 

"Let's go somewhere else - what would you say about a beach full of treasures?" she offered smiling and hoping that an activity would help to take the guy's mind off Charon's nasty showdown. "And, while we are walking, I can continue describing my packmates."