Dragoncrest Cliffs the heart grows brutal from feeding on fantasies

Wildfire, even with the bad omen between them, believes it to be the wolves they’d chased out of the valley. She’s spent the most time with them and would likely know more than anyone else, even if she doesn’t talk about it. Certainly, it won’t get rid of her anxiety about the situation but they’ve made it to the other side and they’re where they’re supposed to be, right?

“I think you’re right,” she says, softly, leaning into the touch and returning it with one of her own. She’ll still talk to Tirgatao for her opinion, as a wolf of their own, but she’s content in the moment to let her mind be made up—even if temporarily.