Dragoncrest Cliffs songs about rain

The Heda made no response. Wildfire proceeded toward the entrance/exit overlooking the beach and paused there, watching the rain lashing down and the choppy surf beyond. Was it wise to go meandering along the beach in these conditions? It wasn't too windy at the moment, so Wildfire gulped in another breath to brace herself and ducked out into the downpour. It wasn't as cold as she expected. It was actually sort of refreshing, especially after being cooped up in the stuffy, humid cave the past day or so.

She walked along, waiting for her senses to adjust to the new onslaught, before turning her gaze upon her mate's dark visage. Raindrops clung to her lashes as she cut right to the chase. "It's nothing bad—I don't think. I just—" The rain suddenly picked up in ferocity, drowning out Wildfire's next few words, before dying down just as rapidly. "I think I want to step down from leadership, focus on the kids for the next little while. Maybe we can talk about me resuming my position down the line, if that's what you want. But I think I could use a break for now," the young mother admitted, biting at her lip.