Haunted Wood Lighters

Wildfire gave him a bit of a strange look when he jumped to a rather unexpected conclusion. She didn't reply right away, thinking back on what she'd just said. Maybe she hadn't been clear enough that, while she loved the road, she loved Floki more. That part wasn't in question at all.

"We're actually very compatible," she replied lightly, "and I love him very, very much. That's why I'm willing—why I'm happy—to settle down with him. We want the same things," Wildfire said, feeling a slight warmth creeping up her neck as she shared what were pretty personal details with a veritable stranger. "One of those things is pups, which don't exactly mesh well with the nomadic lifestyle, anyway."

She shrugged, then tried to turn the spotlight off herself. "Have you noticed how infested this place is? It's called Haunted Wood, which sounds like it should be, like, really dreary and full of ghosts. I mean, it is pretty gloomy." Wildfire was officially babbling. "I've never seen so many critters in one day."