Dragoncrest Cliffs heaven was a place still in space not in motion

Somehow, through sheer force of will, her lungs manage to form the most bloodcurdling shrieks known to wolf kind. But suddenly, she's not only surrounded by shadows, but one of them is moving and it's now moving her—dear God her little heart pounds so heavily against her breast, nearly fit to burst from the fear racing through her tiny body. Her unfocused eyes slam shut as a massive muzzle sweeps in close to her but... in an instant, Blixen is silenced by the familiar affections of a warm tongue that decidedly doesn't belong to Wildfire but is just as good.

She lies there, stunned, for a few short moments until her lungs burn for oxygen and she inhales dramatically. Soon enough she's breathing regularly again but she keeps her eyes firmly shut against the outside world. It was too much.