Silvertip Mountain The friendly visit

Look at Mason calling her his girlfriend.

Desna looked at Mason as they kept up the pace. She nodded a bit when Mason spoke about a forest, but also about a storm. She grew quiet. She had been so small but she remember it, the den, flooding. At that moment she was brave, while her siblings cried out she was calm, though if her mother hadn't hurried she would not have survived that storm. Now she was older she had a strange feeling talking about that storm. It was also a clear reminder that her father hadn't been there, and that her mother had to grab all four pups out of the flooded den herself. Visuals of that night flashed past her eyes. She missed the part where Mason spoke about his father and how he had gotten them out.

Desna snapped awake from her thoughts when Mason asked how she was doing. She though it was linked because she just snapped from her thoughts. "My... I ... I remember that storm," she spoke solemnly. "I was very small but I remember it. The panic. Our den flooded because of the nearby river. My father wasn't there, my mom had to save us all, I was taken last... For a moment I thought my mother was not coming back and the den was flooding quickly because of the flash flood," she spoke from memory. She blinked a bit. "So being on a mountain is not really safe either?"