Redhawk Caldera Don't tell me I'm fine

Sorry I'm hogging all your threads. I'll be power playing @Raven in here. :)

Wildfire stood on the lip of the territory's namesake crater, peering skyward. The weather had taken a turn for the worst the past few days, though there was nothing particularly worrisome about the recent weather patterns. The clouds weren't circling, nor were there any strange tinges to the horizon. She took a breath, then turned to climb downward toward the rendezvous site. She didn't stop there beyond a quick visit to her den/garden area; instead, she continued moving downhill, searching for a scent now.

She still hadn't found it when Raven trotted into view. "Hey! What're you doing?" the tall, dark girl asked. "Just... tracking," Wildfire replied evasively. She hadn't told her sister about her feelings for Ashton and their mother had promised to keep it a secret. For reasons she could not necessarily articulate, Wildfire considered Raven a threat. She felt a bit guilty about it but it was what it was. "You?" she returned before Raven could cotton onto her.

"Nothing, really. I was just looking for some herbs but I'm done now. I just saw Nightjar patrolling. Wanna go throw rocks at him?" Raven queried with a grin. It was funny because the pups all got on pretty well and would never do something like that to one another. "Come on," she added, not really giving Wildfire a chance to react to the invitation. She nipped at her smaller sister's rusty ruff, then motioned for her to follow in the direction of the borders.

Although Wildfire bit her lip as she pictured Ashton's face, she fell into step beside Raven, actually bypassing her once they reached level ground and zooming toward Nightjar in the distance. Long before she could reach her somewhat surly brother, however, she pulled a classic Wildfire, tripping over her own front feet and taking a hard tumble into the dirt.