Shadow Mountain tell me what color the sun really is

Asterr had spoken little during their trip thus far, having nothing to say or having no way of saying what she wished to get across. Silence had been the best of her options, so of course it had been chosen. Her intentions had been to get to the cavern quickly, leaving hardly any time for stops in their journey. And so when the wind's temperament had been altered with a cloud settling overhead, she'd fully intended for them to carry on with their journey. Yet when he'd grabbed hold of her attention, she'd allowed for her course to be altered. For some time, she had lived atop a mountain where storms were quite common, but the distant growl of thunder still had her wishing to take shelter. It was dangerous to be out during storms, she knew, and so she'd followed the lead of the male until a cave had been reached.

The girl had watched as he'd made his way inside, her gaze having found its way up towards the sky once he'd disappeared from her sight. For a moment, she'd considered keeping out, but a flash of light cutting through the heavens had her quickly following in after him. Once there, she'd glanced around, promptly surveying the room before moving further away from the entrance. She'd settled before him, but ensured that enough space remained to keep them from touching. "Are you able to read the sky?" the dragoness had soon asked. "Do you know how long it may take for the storm to pass?" She was eager to return home, to check up on those that she'd left behind and make sure that nothing terrible had happened while she'd been away.