Blacktail Deer Plateau Fade away

She savagely obliterated the insect's carapace with her teeth, only to regret it very much a moment later. Wildfire spat a mouthful of spindly body parts and hemolymph onto what used to be the grass, fighting back against a rising gorge. She steadied herself with a deep breath, then glanced upward when she heard a sound other than the incessant vibration of millions of locusts.

The yearling was too caught up in the stress of the situation and the camaraderie it inspired with fellow wolves to experience any of her usual misgivings as not one but two strangers arrived on the scene. It took a minute for Wildfire to realize she had actually met the latter one in passing, shortly after running away from Moonspear. She couldn't recollect his name, if he'd given it, but she did remember his feminine looks and his sexy accent.

"They ate it," Wildfire answered the she-wolf dully. "Where'd you come from? Is it this bad everywhere...?" she wondered, glancing between the two of them before exchanging a quick, companionable look with Gavriel and adding, "We're Wildfire and Gavriel, from Sleeping Dragon."