Silverlight Terrace Rain or Shine (I)

She loves you back!

"I was terrified," Floki admitted, his confession barely audible over the nearby susurrus of the rain. Wildfire immediately threw him a sympathetic grimace. She had been terrified too, even cowering like some helpless puppy for a minute or two. Between that and Charon's remarks about her fighting abilities, she was pretty sure she wasn't cut out to be a Warrior after all. And she wasn't required to be something that didn't come as naturally to someone of her size and stature anymore, which was a significant factor.

"Me too, boo," she murmured, stretching out to nuzzle the velveteen fur beneath his earlobe. "It's really come to my attention lately that—yeah, I can fight a bit—but it's just not one of my greatest strengths, like, at all." She paused, huffing out a quiet breath. "I'm so much more suited to being an Outrider... and even a Naturalist," she said, eyes flicking over the undulating sheets of rain. "And I'm showing some promise as a Gamekeeper too," she added.

Wildfire realized she was babbling on about herself and laughed quietly. "Sorry for the word vomit," she said. "I can imagine why the bear would be particularly terrifying for you..." she said, knowing of the events leading to his twin brother's long disappearance and presumed death.