Sleeping Dragon Nothing but space

So, Wifi is dum.

No answer came and between the glare of sunset and the contrasting shadows of the den, Wildfire didn't realize Thuringwethil was simply tucked in the back. She turned from the cave's mouth, leaving the first rabbit there and setting out to nab another. She hoped that by the time she managed to catch one, the commander would be home.

She reappeared perhaps thirty minutes hence, a rat tucked in her mouth. She dropped it beside the stiffened rabbit and peeked her head inside the den this time. The sun had dropped below the horizon now and so she could easily see the Heda curled up back there. "Hey there," Wildfire said affectionately, dragging both her kills inside and settling beside the other woman.

"How was your day?" she queried, still undecided about whether she would bring up her own issues.