Sleeping Dragon Getaway

Wildfire was able to peek through the space between her foreleg and rib and watched as Freyja backed away. She felt a wave of relief when she saw that the youngster wouldn't put up a fight. But then she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt as Freyja offered a listening ear whenever she needed it. Her hesitation, coupled with the troubled look on her face, drove the Bandrona to lift her head and turn around to face her.

"Wait—" she said, aware that she was a complete mess. "I'm sorry, I'm just..." She shrugged even as saltwater continued to ooze out of her eyes. At least her nose wasn't running at the moment. "I'm not really sure what's gotten into me. Nothing's happened." She tried to laugh, though it came out sounding wet and hollow. Her eyes dropped as her embarrassment flared again.