Sleeping Dragon Getaway

She managed to take care of the rapidly cooling snot, which she wiped on the grass, but before she could get a move on, a voice said her name right behind her. Wildfire jumped and jerked her head to look over her shoulder, eyes bleary and face damp. When she saw Freyja, her eyes dropped in embarrassment and she turned away forcefully, not wanting to be seen like this.

"Please—" she mumbled, then changed tact. "I'm fine. Really. I promise. Just leave me be." She felt bad for closing herself off to the young girl but the embarrassed heat in her cheeks was enough to keep her face hidden, head ducked low between her shoulder blades now. "Please," she tacked on softly.