Or a candle dancing on the breeze

Osprey was dozing off, beginning to see a myriad of colorful images before her eyes and hear muffled voices that didn't belong to the real world. The idea of falling asleep without having to worry of what was happening around, was very enticing, but the instinct of survival was too strong - it was like an alarm clock you couldn't turn off. It began to ring, whenever she was dangerously close to passing out.

Therefore Dante's appearance didn't seem so sudden and surprising - she had sensed someone coming her way. Osprey yawned and opened one green eye to peek up at the alpha, wavering of whether she should get up and greet him properly - as his rank demanded - or she could remain lying, where she was. She decided for the latter, figuring that they knew each other well enough to remain informal.

"I am gaining a new perspective in life," Osprey replied in an all too serious tone for it to be true. "Viewing things upside-down really helps."