Dragoncrest Cliffs You are supposed to be halfway around the world by now.

The rain wasn't so bad, at least until it began to dump upon them and the surrounding area as if to make them drown in it; and the wiggling of the tree's protective arms above them made everything worse. A spray of rain and pine needles covered the both of them, soaking into their fur, and Pepper shrieked and shivered as everything got monumentally worse. She inadvertently hunched closer to the dark woman as if to protect herself, or maybe warm herself next to the equally soaked Banner, and then she heard her laughing. It was an infectious thing -- although Pepper didn't know why she laughted, because this was so far from funny, but soon enough she was also loosing some giggles and felt her insides warm with the affect. She tried to sit up a bit too, but slipped in the growing mud puddle at her feet - and realized at that moment, oh shit, the mud was spreading!

Aahh, gross! she managed between giggle fits, and then was scrambling out from under the tree. If there was a contest between being wet and being dirty, Pepper would prefer being soaked to the bone. Come on! We'll be glued to the roots unless we move, and it took some damp and graceless scrambling, but she escaped up the burm and stood out in the downpour waiting for her new friend to do the same.