Dragoncrest Cliffs songs about rain

Her ears twitch when the words sound in Wildfire’s voice outside her own mind. She melts into a smile and leans into the woman, thankful for the validation. Her tail swishes back and forth as she slowly backs up. She jerks her head for direction and turns, trotting off the beach back against the curve of a cliff where a thick set of palmettos have taken residence. They are high enough to house the two of them in some places and even enough to ward off some of the rain. The wind blows, flinging remnants of water around them but they can find shelter, and time alone together for a while longer.