Dragoncrest Cliffs Like this body of conflict

Thankful she doesn’t seem to want to ask questions right away, Furi has sometime to try and figure out what to do or say or… whatever when the time does come. Will she have a hundred questions? Will she threaten her? Why was she so scary? She’s almost twice her size and a gone, which is important here, right?
 
Furi licks her lips and keeps her nose to the ground, trying to keep the stressful thoughts at bay, but she quickly becomes oblivious to the task at hand. Normally, she’s a great hunter, but all of a sudden she can’t remember how to do anything. Biting her lips, she turns and lifts her head when Wildfire speaks up, twisting her nose a bit to try and find the source she’s talking about. A rodent, maybe? She sniffs again but this time shakes her head to the question.
 
“That sounds good,” she says, and moves a little closer so she’s ready for when they begin.