Stavanger Bay when you're rife with devastation

"I am glad you liked it," Osprey replied to her praise and turned her head away in a bit shy manner. The story had turned out to be a useful one - it had touched the audience's heart at some level, because Onyx seemed to be genuinely happy. "Yours was great too," there could never be too much of good words. It was then that she realized, how very hungry she was - her stomach rumbled, impatiently reminding that his state and well-being had been pretty much ignored.

"I think I will go on a small hunt - all this talking and story-telling makes me hungry," she told the girl and prepared to leave her. There was only one last thing to say: "Maybe we can meet another time and swap stories again?" And after hearing Onyx's answer she left the coast and disappeared in the surrounding forest.