Lost Creek Hollow We're on fire

Neither one of her companions reacted favorably to Floki's presence. They weren't scouts like her and, furthermore, they were in the middle of something. Wildfire certainly didn't fault them. She didn't want to linger here and socialize with him either. She said nothing as he began to turn away, though he successfully managed to capture her gaze. She thought he looked a little wounded, though his expression closed off in a way that made her think of Charon. Her ears slipped backward and though her lips parted as if she wanted to call out after him, she pressed them together again and said nothing as he presumably disappeared back into the forestry.

Trying to collect herself, the Bandrona turned back to Freyja. "Where were we?" she asked, her voice sounding only a little strained. "We were going to pick roles, right? Who do you think should go where?" she asked, clearing her throat a little. Her voice sounded steadier now as she got her head back in the game. Wildfire would definitely think about Floki despite herself, but only after the hunt and kill was behind them.