Shimmering a vaccume of my memory

Had the two met few days earlier, Osprey would have been smitten by his words and, rather than having an intent to attack him, she would have invited him to play or a friendly spar. Unfortunately for him, she was in no mood of messing around now, therefore his praise - even though it was like honey to her ears - didn't have the desired effect. She was a bit calmer - yes - but still annoyed by his presence.

"Really..." Osprey responded sarcastically to his repeated statement that he meant no harm. She had lived in the world long enough to know that anything rarely was, what it appeared to be at the first glance. "So, now that you have found, what you were looking for, you can go, wherever you came from," she told him in a stern voice and took a bold step towards him, ignoring the calming signals and signs of submission.

"Shoo," she barked at him.