Dawnlark Plains give me blood and rage and a heart for horror

Sunspot feels herself relaxing, the longer she talks to the other woman. She seems sweet, and that eases her inherent irritation at seeing another woman at this time of year. When Cascada stepped closer, Sunspot did, too, tail wagging again to assure the other of her friendliness.

"I get what you mean," Sunspot sighed. It was so hard to feel content, and so easy to get complacent. "I got so tired of it I settled for things I should've have, I think," she went on, deciding as she spoke that she would not be making the same mistake again. "So I guess... I guess I am alone."

Her ears swivelled uncertainly and then drooped in sudden relaxation. "What about you? Are you alone?"