Firestone Hot Springs Pride comes before fall

It probably was a good thing of how oblivious Osprey was to the amount of despise the other woman felt for her. She hadn't noticed the first invisible blow to her reputation, when she had played with gods' names, she didn't notice the second blow - when she was proven to be useless in Kessie's eyes. Maybe it was because her self-esteem had always been high, she had never doubted her value, her place in life and in the world, therefore she wasn't so keen on noticing the slight, but important changes in the way Kessie communicated with her - both with words and her body. Even if she had known, what was going on in the other's mind, she wouldn't have cared. If someone didn't like Osprey - it was their problem, not her.

An Emperor? A batallion? Osprey raised her eyebrows and cast a quick, but a little skeptical glance around. There was no one but this she-wolf around and she didn't bear scent of other wolves. Momentarily it dawned upon her that Kessie might not be entirely honest with her, but then she shook this thought away, reminding herself that the wolf didn't have any need to tell truth, if she didn't want to. However, it didn't feel right to be conversating with this lady anymore, therefore she got to her feet and stretched thoroughly, before answering: "No - I have never seen him. But good luck in finding him. I am sorry, I have to go now." She said, giving an amused look to Kessie and then turning and leaving.