Stavanger Bay when you're rife with devastation

Osprey listened to Onyx's story carefully and the interest and excitement for it grew with every passing second. Her smile grew wider and at some point she closed her eyes shut to imagine, what it would be like to be in Gota's den, to be the messenger, who brought her news of the outside world or, what would it be like to be her. Never to be able to leave the den for the greater good of others. It was true - she had food, water and friends - yet there was no freedom. While there would be many, who would want to trade a lot to be in place of Gota for a bit, this kind of life was a miserable one. It was sad that Gota's sacrifice had still broken the balance.

"Wow - that's one of the best stories I have heard in a very long time," she praised the dark she-wolf and meant every word. "I have many stories to choose from - what would you like it to be about?" she asked, eager to fulfill her part of the deal.