Sleeping Dragon better creatures could love you, i know

She could not see Thuringwethil, what with her eyes lowered this way, though she could hear the slight shift in her weight and the uncertainty in her voice. The question gave Wildfire pause. Nothing was wrong, per se, except that she didn't know what to do with her unrequited and otherwise unsettling feelings other than avoid the commander at all costs, making this forced interaction quite discombobulating for the lithe Delta.

"No," she answered eventually. "I just..." Her lips pressed together as she searched for what to say and how to say it. "I need space." Wildfire drew in a sharp breath, then rolled her shoulders, trying to coax some of the tension out of them. "To work through my feelings." She sort of mumbled that last bit, feeling the sting of embarrassment as her cheeks flushed beneath her fur and the skin on the back of her neck prickled with heat.