Sleeping Dragon Stormcloud

So sorry! I didn't realize you were waiting for me to continue.

The voice coming from the cavern was faint, and she couldn't make out what the captive was saying. Magpie hadn't done much to mask her presence, nor did she feel it was necessary-- and so it was no surprise that she was noticed. She lifted her head to chuff a greeting in response, and after a moment of consideration, heaved to her feet. It seemed the male she had sparred yesterday was incapable of speaking, and she was unlikely to glean anything useful from a one-sided conversation.

She moved to the entrance, offering the male a nod of acknowledgment as he maintained his post-- and then awkwardly peered inside to take stock of the prisoner. He didn't look good, and for a moment she felt incensed that he was even here. It had been a long time since her own captivity, but the impression was lasting. "Hello," she offered gently, but left it at that; she couldn't free him, and 'Can I get you anything?' seemed a lame consolation prize.