Dragoncrest Cliffs like an old guitar worn out and left behind

Not at all. I figure we can fade here? :D

Just as it jarred Tirgatao to hear Wildfire speak of the commander with such familiarity, it didn't sit right to be addressed only by her title. "Please," she said genially, "call me Wildfire. Wifi works too." She paused, weighing the other woman's words, only now realizing how it sounded as if they were keeping some huge secret from the Heda. "I don't really know why I said that. I'm pretty sure she knows about our culture clashes." Wildfire gave a deep and somewhat self-conscious chortle. Yes, Thuringwethil was well aware and constantly making efforts to immerse her mate.

"Thanks," Wildfire said in a sort of all-encompassing way, "I really appreciate that." She had enjoyed the conversation, this opportunity to get to know both Tirgatao and Drageda a little better. "Want to head back?" she suggested invitingly, preparing to spin and retrace their steps across the beach and back in the general direction of the caves.