Dragoncrest Cliffs if you see something say nothing and drink to forget

She pauses when Blixen tells her to wait, ears becoming half mast out of curiosity and she turns back to... two of them. Wildfire is stepping up to Blixen and then looks to her. If looks could kill, Furi would have dropped like a fly. Instead, her ears back back against her head and her tail sweeps up. She attempts to make her large form smaller, less threatening.

Blixen’s probably told her the horrible things they’ve gone through, clearly, and both are here to yell at her. Torn between wanting to leave immediately, and the obvious inclination she should probably wait it out, leaves her anxious. Her heart rate rises and she can feel the blood coursing her veins at rapid speed. She tries to keep her breathing slow and even so doesn’t wear herself out. If she can find Rose, everything will be better. She understands. She can help.

Licking her lips, she shuffles back and offers an apologetic frown toward Blixen before she darts off into the redwoods.