Or a candle dancing on the breeze

"Don't say that - as long as you keep yourself busy, life can't be boring. Boring is for those, who do nothing at all," Osprey contradicted Dante's opinion about himself. She didn't like, when people attempted to compare themselves to her and therefore were left feeling plain, even though they weren't. Every person was a gem in it's own way. Even if one's life meant never-changing routine. "And if you like it the way it is - who are others to tell you that it should be different?"

A world was a big place, but she would have never got to know the extent of it, had she not decided to leave the comfortable spot at her birth pack. She blushed beneath her fur, when her companion sort of praised her dream. So it was not that silly at all. Thank you for that! "Maybe," she replied, growing thoughtful again. "At the same time this one day would probably leave me wanting for more and I would be miserable for the rest of my life. No... it's a good thing that we sometimes don't get everything we want. It's probably better to be here and dream... then get to know and regret that you are not someone else."