Bramblepoint No one knows

Adrastos smiled to himself when she answered with her name. Liri. It was pretty and delicate sounding, the total opposite of his. He raised his head from his paws, wishing the storm would let up. He could see the sky beginning to lighten from pitch black, to dark gray, signaling that dawn was near. His stomach rumbled with hunger. As soon as the rain stopped he would find some small, unfortunate creature to eat.

He felt the tension in the small cave the ease a little. "Are you from around here, Liri?"