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The bird might not have been that smart in making his decision to land before Osprey, but it surely was quick to react and once again it got out of her reach and perched upon a branch nearby. Yet it didn't fly away as his kind would do, it stayed and kept on talking. Which made the wolf think - what if there was something that this tiny creature wanted from her?

"Speak about manners," Osprey grumbled to herself. "In that case you are a very bad-mannered meal - why can't you stay on the spot so I can eat you without effort?" she teased the tiny creature. Why was it so that making fun of those, who were smaller and weaker than you, was such an interesting thing to do? Had it been one of her kind, she would not do it. But this opportunity was too good to be wasted.

"Well... well... well..." Osprey said in a manner of a gangster that was preparing for the final shooting. "Tell me - why are you really here?"