Blacktail Deer Plateau By the beat of my heart

Osprey beamed in the light of Willow's compliment. She usually didn't expect any kind of praise for her stories, yet it always made you feel good that someone else had liked the story. "By the way - this is my gift to you," she said, "You can keep it and pass it on, if you wish." Osprey rarely told one story twice, yet she enjoyed the idea that her tale could be passed on to the next generation. The purpose of the story was to bring joy and there was no better way of doing it than telling it to others.

"Well... they weren't as turbulent as life here," she said, implying all the events that had happened in those eight weeks, while she had been away. "And yes - I had some adventures, even though I didn't find the one thing I had been looking for," Osprey smiled, thinking of the irony.