Emberflame Ridge Aftershock

If she followed her heart, Wildfire would probably try to go back to Moonspear. Logically, she knew there was nothing left for her there and that Charon would have, by now, turned all of her former pack mates against her, including Floki. It was his way. That left her gut, which didn't really seem to be pointing in any particular direction yet. It did tell her to tread carefully, considering everything she had been through recently.

Warbone took her by surprise again, mentioning his intention to lay his own claim. It reminded her a bit uncomfortably of Charon's invitation way back in the day. Wildfire pushed that thought out of her mind hastily, focusing on her companion's words. She wondered what he meant about rank, if he would keep her so high that no one would dare question her or so low that nobody would care what she did. She appreciated his mindfulness on the matter either way.

The way he referenced her many options caused her eyes to flick to his face again. Her lips twitched at the corners. "I mean, don't I technically have dozens of choices, now that I'm a nomad? I could settle just about anywhere," the yearling replied, pausing before adding, "Well, anywhere that would take me anyway. And that's just here in the Teekon Wilds. What if I left?" What if, indeed? The thought simultaneously intrigued and terrified her.