Ocean's Breath Plateau We're one

Osprey was not allowed to wander in the land of daydreaming for long, because another "butterfly" came crashing in the view. Wolf-shaped and possessing nothing of the grace of it's yellow, petite and beautiful siblings, it landed not too far away from her and asked a question in an accent that took the gray she-wolf time to decipher, but, when she finally did, she did not go ahead with her answer straight away. She took a step backwards first, examining the stranger's stature and trying to figure out, how dangerous the lady exactly was. 

And when she finally made the decision to talk with the lass, she delivered her words in a little bit patronizing and haughty manner: "Nope - no meat, not worth the effort." It was the most obvious thing, after all. Just look at the creatures - how dense one could be not to see that. "Pretty creatures rarely are of the same value on the inside," she pointed out, regarding the stranger with now... a little hungry look. Not that Osprey was going to eat her - rather... for the effect and see, what would the lady make out of it.