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"For now," she repeated simply, eyes growing warier as she braced herself for the coming onslaught of rainfall. Strangely, neither wolf made a move to find shelter. Maybe it was because it was so inevitable now. There was no way to outrun the storm at this point, so all they could do was weather it. In fact, the sprightly she-wolf hooded her eyes and leaned backward in anticipation of its force.

When Warbone's demeanor shifted suddenly, she initially thought he was going to make a break for it. "You won't—" she began to call after him, turning herself, when she noticed their guest. Before Wildfire could form a proper reaction, the wind veritably began to howl, buffeting against her with force enough to make her step sideways away from the ledge. Not a moment later, the rain began to fall, billowing in sideways sheets.

"I'm heading that way!" she shouted mostly to Warbone, darting inland in the general direction of The Tangle and leaping beneath the first cluster of trees she could find. She huddled down, wet and shivering, wondering if he intended to join her and how she felt about that possibility. And what of the random stranger?