Blacktail Deer Plateau let me sing to the high sky

Blue knew very well, that she had been almost the only one to hold onto the hope that Atticus would be fine. And she was okay with this, after all it was her job to help heal and then to hope and pray like a mad wolf that it was enough. She did not blame those who had no hope, because after all it would hurt if he had not pulled through and it would have hurt worse if one was flying high on hope, only to find it not enough. However, it was a price she was willing to pay for her family, have the hope for all of them and suffer for it if in the end it didn't work out.

Blue Willow felt eyes on her before she heard a voice and she looked up into her friends eyes. HI Osprey! Of course you can, it's a good day! She bent her front down in a play bow, offering her friend the chance to play.