Emberflame Ridge Aftershock

Although he technically spoke ill of her command, it became clear that Warbone still respected Thuringwethil, which helped settle the strange, heated sensation in Wildfire's chest. She listened closely, head canted ever so slightly to the left, eyes narrowed in concentration. She did not expect the recommendation he made at the end, so her eyes flew to his own for a second before dropping again. She directed a small smile at the ground, appreciating his joke.

"Perhaps I should go in another direction, seeing as mountains have not exactly worked out for me," she mused wryly, biting back the sigh that wanted to chase the words out of her mouth. "I have another option. I probably have countless options, really. I just don't want to make a decision too hastily. And while it does get lonely," Wildfire admitted, thinking of how much she simultaneously feared and desired close connections once more, "the freedom is, well... healing." She lifted a shoulder in a light shrug, not really wanting to elaborate beyond that.