Moonlight on water

Osprey's days of heat came and went, leaving her very tired and with a lot of gaps in her memory. The good thing out of this all, however, was that no one in the pack was avoiding her and that she felt fully in charge of her mind and emotions. Now and then she would give in a childish game and burst of giggles, when awkward mishaps happened. There were moments, when a sight of a pack member made her heart skip a beat and she felt a fading memory of a love and affection, what seemed like having happened in another life. Then it woud be gone in an instant and she wouldn't understand, why was it so.

Therefore, when she found out that "the tail" had "a tail" and stopped to see, who it was, the gray male's appearance didn't ring a bell to her. During their brief encounter she had neither time to remember his smell, nor the chance to see, what he really looked like. Therefore she regarded him with a curious gaze, yet with a stance (ears up and tail raised at the level of her body) that told him to keep a polite distance. The moose was momentarily forgotten.