Dragoncrest Cliffs Mourning light

She stopped outside the borders, unsure of her welcome and resigned to her fate. For a good while, Wildfire didn't move or make a sound. She just stood there, staring into the middle distance, her life flashing before her eyes. Then she blinked and came back to herself with a bitten-back sigh. She squared her petite red shoulders, ignored the nearly painful thumping in her breast and lifted her smudged nuzzle toward the sky streaked with pale morning light. Her muted voice wavered, barely carrying, as she requested the presence of @Thuringwethil.