Oh, my litttle flashlight

At the mention of "tales from Dante's princehood" Osprey's eyes naturally lit up in excitement and expectation. This, however, was in conflict to the role of the evil witch she was playing. Roleplaying was about getting into and understanding better a character that you had very little to relate to. The less like you it was, the more interesting it was to explore it's character. On the other hand... what could she possibly make a frog do? An inexperienced one especially? It had so little to offer that... oh, well... she would give in.

"Three tales, if I like them, you are free to go," she said with a sly grin. "Add a fourth - a very good one - I might even consider turning you back to wolf," she said, this time the grin grew wider. "However... if I don't like them..." here she let her voice trail off, leaving room for imagining all the horrible things that a witch could do to a frog.