Blacktail Deer Plateau By the beat of my heart

"We can fix that - you know that we promised to have a story-telling evening? A long, long, long time ago?" Osprey reminded, smiling and her tail wagging. This was a deal they had made, when they had first met and discovered their shared love for stories. Several reasons and events had always postponed this and now seemed like the perfect moment. Willow needed a bit of cheering up and to take her mind off her troubles and, what was better than a story? Osprey was not gifted with abilities to heal or deal with difficult and complicated situations (she avoided them, if possible), but she was good at telling stories.

"I know that," she remarked, when Willow told that she was Atticus mate-to-be. Even though that kind of affection and love was still a mystery for her, she could sympathize with her. "Do you want to go for a walk?" she asked her.