Heart of steel starts to grow

"Well... they say - never tickle a sleeping dragon - I can paraphrase this - never attempt to grab the beaver from the wrong end," Osprey lifted her paw and rubbed her muzzle, remembering the initial shock of, how hard the blow had been and how much it had hurt afterwards. Now, of course, these were just some foggy memories, but it was certainly an experience she wasn't willing to repeat ever again. She didn't wish Dante to make the same mistake she had either.

Dante got some extra points on her mental list of "great and memorable people", by showing genuine enthusiasm in the very idea of adventure hunting. She looked him up and down for a moment, as if trying to decide something, but then simply shook her coat and with that, whatever had come to her mind. "Excellent," she said. "But before we go, we have to decide, what are we going to be. Uniorns and fairies are forbidden!"