Dragoncrest Cliffs i could find you by heartbeat

It takes her by surprise when Wildfire jumps up, cutting off the conversation. Thuringwethil’s mouth hangs open for a second, watching in disbelief as she darts from the den and squats just outside. Her nose wrinkles a little but she clicks her teeth together and shifts her position in the tree trunk a little better.

She doesn’t have time to really get comfortable as Wildfire spins back, announcing something, without finishing the sentence. Ears slick back against her head and she rushes forward, surging out of the tree. “What?” she urges, “what’s wrong?”