Moonlight on water

Crying was easy, once you learned, how to do it. There had been tears already and now with every Burke's cruel word Osprey broke down even more, until she was wailing out loud. Hormonal disbalances sometimes could come to your aid. She kept fuelling the streams of tears and bouts of sobs, remembering every single sad thing in her life. They came in rows and she cried and cried, until it was hard to tell apart, whether she was miserable for real or had got carried away in pretending. Maybe both.

Anyhow these kinds of emotional bursts can't last for very long and eventually she also calmed down. Her nose was running and she was still hiccuping, when she lifted a paw to rub her muzzle. "Mom was right then..." she said with a heavy sigh. "Men are made to break your heart... You are a cruel, cruel man, Burke," she said in a naive tone. "But I understand you in a way - what life it is, if you miss half of a tail. That must be an awful burden to live with. No one likes you and then you have to take advantage of married women. I feel so sorry for you," she engaged in the game again.