Sea Lion Shores Lumps of Fat

The excitement that the albino female had for hunting was not returned by the grey female. Scarlett's tail dropped and she looked over her shoulders to the Lofs. Hmm. The white female was not tempted to go by herself either. Osprey's caution had caught on to her. Some form of a pout came on her lips. "Maybe your right," she then spoke quietly and sighed softly. She regarded Osprey's words and then nodded. She could always come back since the lumps of fat would be here laying on the sand if she had to believe the grey female. Disappointment ran through her body. There she thought she had found an easy meal.

Slowly Scarlett seem to realize why the female was so timid. Maybe it was because she had an accident with hunting that she grew unconfident with hunting and being happy with herself. Even though Scarlett might have realized this, it could still be false, maybe it was just Osprey's nature to be like she was. It wasn't the albino's place to comment an that, so Scarlett didn't. They only just met. "I will listen to you, and not be reckless. I am about to walk back to Duskfire. Maybe we can walk a bit together if you like that?," she offered. Scarlett would hate to just leave and make the female feel bad for being cautious.